MILDRED
SO NOT WATERMELON
My feet were sore and my back hurt. My stomach seemed to double up in a manner I feared I'd throw up.
My ankle had tried for the day and was packing up, the pain was now fresh. Perspiration dampened my face breaking through the makeup product on my face.
My breath ragged as I wandered the endless seeming entrance road and I knew I had exceeded one hour from just walking yet I never got to the gate. My feet were now heavy and my spine hurt making me realize I should have remained in the car. Now it was double the pain.
I looked up to see the gaze zoomed far away from where I stopped and the security guards standing by the checkpoint.
There was a renewed hope in me but my legs were too heavy to go any faster. Slow and steady was how I was ever going to win t
