M. Therese Wittenauer
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Maggie sits in class, tapping her pencil absent-mindedly. It’s indoor recess today, and the whole class voted to play Hangman. Maggie has learned to hate Hangman, and the class hates when she plays, too. Maggie has a mind for language, and the other kids hate how fast she can solve their word and how impossible hers are to guess. Her particular finesse for Hangman is due to her passion for words and advanced reading ability. It also doesn’t help that she’s spent most every Monday night of her 11 years watching “Wheel of Fortune” with her Grandma Lynn. Instead of protesting at the suggestion, Maggie decides some rest and staring into space would do her good. Her mind hasn’t had enough time to ruminate and imagine. Also, she starts sweating at the thought of conflict. She pulls her hood over her head and rests her head on her desk. But as it turns out, ruminating and imagining isn’t really what her mind wants to do; it prefers sleep in this moment.
By M. Therese Wittenauer2 years ago in Fiction