Apologies for missing the last couple of weeks (and for being late to the mark posting this one today!!!), but here’s my six. It’s taken from the same WIP in #2, Touch My World. It’s from Chapter 3, and it’s part of a dream.
I turn to him, my hands moving to rest on his chest. “How will we live, Gannicus? Do you believe we will win this war?”
His hands frame my face, his thumbs tracing my cheekbones. “I believe that we travel with Spartacus, and that we will crest these mountains, and that we will live a calm life in the valley below until the end of our days. We will raise this child and watch him grow into a man and father children of his own.”
Here’s the next go at the Six Sentence Sunday. Today’s comes from a WIP I have called Touch My World and it comes from my Angels All Fire series. The main characters are Gannicus and River. The story is written in first person present, so here goes:
“Unnatural,” she hisses. “I can see it.”
I don’t let her see how those five words unnerve me, saying back, “I wish he’d never met you… you empty-headed, cold-hearted Barbie doll.”
She can’t say what she wants because if she does, then she reveals herself to us both and to her family and I would bet all that I own that her laws state she cannot do so, Gannicus hushes to my mind as I hold her gaze. Blink.
I do as he tells me, though I do it slowly to keep the tears from falling as he hands me his pocket square.