Prompted by: Matthew S. Williams
The crazy author says: I’m gonna use the original suggestion (“In inch to the left and I would’ve been a widow”) in its entirety but have shortened it to 7 words or less for the rest of you superstars. Who loves ya, eh? 😉
There was an oversized armchair in the corner. An expensive leather one. That I could easily sell and make enough money to feed a small village. Or three.
And I’d fallen asleep in it.
Actually, I’d passed out cold. Kneeling by the bed with my head resting on folded arms.
Fingers interlaced with his.