Today’s writing

The last thing I wrote today:

The road split, right at the edge of the play­ground, forked into three grav­el roads, each lead­ing deep­er into a wood­ed cab­in area. A sign at the fork had arrows that named each sub­di­vi­sion: LABRADOR, GREEN GABLES, and BLUE ROCKS. “Down here,” said Arnie, lead­ing them down the GREEN GABLES road.