Writing For G.O.T

So Early!

Jennifer was in the middle of a nightmare about her boss yelling at her for being late when a noise startled her from her sleep. It sounded like a hammer pounding on a tough nail on a fence. Crunch-screech-crunch-screech.

It had to be her brother Mickey who suffered from insomnia, trying to get the old record player working again.

She shrugged and went back to sleep. It had to be 6 AM, anyway.

Then the rattling started to enhance her second nightmare of a rattlesnake. She woke up screaming. But the rattling didn’t stop.

"That's it!" Jennifer said, getting up and donning her slippers and robe.

Sure enough, in the living room, Mickey was tinkering with the ancient whatchamacallit.

When he saw her, he raised his eyebrows and put his finger to his lips. "Sssh, Jen! Don’t talk! I’m just getting a response here."

Jennifer was furious. She yelled, "Do you know what time it is?"

Mickey pointed to the grandfather clock behind her. It showed 10:45 A.M.

With a mocking expression on her face, Jennifer glanced at her arm...and screeched. "Oh, my God!”

Her watch never faltered. It was really 10:45 A.M., and she was late for work.

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