His blank reaction plunged me from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley.
Our native tongues were foreign to each other.
I cussed myself for having allowed Tom to inveigle me into this assignment. He had set me up to fail. This was beyond competitive, this was vicious. I was reaching the end of my tether. But lamenting is pointless. I would shoot him at our next reunion. For now, I pulled up the iTranslate app.
Written in response to
(1) Sami Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #216, where we are required to write in exactly 80 words using the word prompt “Tether”
(2) Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s Saturday Mix Opposing Forces, where we are required to use the words native & foreign and mountain & valley