With each skillful stroke of the pencil, the portrait was taking shape;
the image was proof of Jodi’s memory. She was seeing it clearly now as every minute
detail gave the image life, like looking at a photograph such was the depth of
detail. It was amazing how realistic it was considering it was all created by
memory, without him, the muse for want of a better word, in front of her.
She shuddered at the thought.
“Everything ok Jodi?” She nodded. “Won’t be long now until
your description is out there and we catch him” offered DCI Blackwood confidently.
Day twenty-six of the jump-on-board-for-blogflash2012-30-days-30-prompts-30-posts/
coutesey of Terri Giuliano Long. Pop along to her page The Art and Craft of Writing Creatively for
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