Write an opening line for a story inspired by the photo below:
Edith: Matilde shivered as she dropped prone on the frosty grass. The sniper on the apartment building’s second floor had his sights trained on her, but she’d been ordered to retrieve the package before dark. Ten yards of slithering and she’d be free.
Sherry: I grabbed a shovel and met Jed like he asked. But when Jed told me he had a grave issue this wasn’t what I was expecting.
Barb: The view from my cell forces me daily to contemplate: Which is better, to live out my life in prison or sleep quiet in the grave?
Jessie: Patricia was not amused by what her Air B&B host considered a “view”.
Liz: When they told me it was a quiet neighborhood, I had no idea this was what they’d meant.
Julie: She walked over to the grave and kicked the bouquet of flowers aside. It was better than he deserved.
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