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FTP: Book


White lines covered the tray, a disregarded straw lay on the floor by an ancient looking coffee table. Needles and fast food containers filled the trash can. Starving animals wandered the yard.

Fingers flying over the keys as the tape played, trying desperately to keep up with the spoken text. The book had to be complete by the end of the day.  

The word is book, the limit for this posting was 125 words. This post comes in at 62 words, click the link to find the official rules and word list.

Comments

Red said…
What we will not do to meet a deadline, eh? Very wicked.
Red.
October 9, 2012 at 12:57 PM
Laurie said…
Anything to meet the deadline ;)
October 9, 2012 at 1:15 PM
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