- Joined
- Dec 21, 2005
- Messages
- 11,708
- Reaction score
- 1,763
The knock on the door cut through the heat of the lazy summer afternoon. I shoveled another bite of rice into my mouth and glanced at the door. My mother wiped her hands on a towel and left the kitchen to answer.
It's kind of lackluster and meandering. Why not get to point, which is (I assume) whoever's at the door?