An unfinished sentence I wrote and responses it elicited in November 1992:
Slowly but surely,...
...the icing will melt. (Charlotte O.)
...even the longest, darkest tunnel seems to come to an end. (Paul H.)
...the ignorance of the word in which we live will cease making the rich richer and will evolve into the extinction of everyone, even those who are wealthy enough to buy their way out of death! (Sean B.)
...every childhood dream and every adolescent ambition you have ever had becomes less and less of a possibility. (Neil S.)
...one by one, my toes will freeze if I don't put my socks on. Gotta go. (Michelle T.)
