https://silverthreading.com/2016/08/18/wqwwc-writers-quotes-wednesday-writing-challenge-miracles/ Bursting to pee after sitting for two hours in a wheelchair in the sweltering heat of a Kentucky hill country, tent missionary, revival meeting, he had the goods on this charlatan. So he leapt to his feet and ran for the toilet. Behind him, the scoundrel claimed another miracle.
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His alarm woke him at 5.30am, bang on sun rise. He knew that as he’d checked the morning sunrise time the night before, via the online weather channel. In the past he would’ve called the meteorological office in Glasnevin and requested a specific time for dawn. This was it, the big day and he was not going to be late.
He got out of bed and turned on his en suite shower, before passing water and then flushing. Then the shower began. He washed carefully, attending to every detail, behind his ears, crotch, behind his knees, his bottom, between his toes and his fingernails. He even washed his hair, what was left of it. Thoughts of the day ahead flashed through his mind. This is it, twenty years waiting for this moment and now it has arrived.
Would they know? He was…
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