With her back against the trunk of the old fir tree, she sighed dejectedly. How could she even face her teammates after that embarrassing move on the field? She thought that they would’ve started hating on her by now, or even spread nasty rumors. “Damn, if I hadn’t tripped in the last few minutes….” she silently cursed.
She then looked at her watch and realized she had been in nature’s company far longer than she expected.
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Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of
The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with
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France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs.
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