These 6 sentences show Flint beginning to discover some uncomfortable truths and Cain comes to help her out the best way he knows how. Which, with Cain, it ain't always pretty... but this is one of those rare times when he actually is nice...
“Flint?”
She didn’t need to look to know who’d
said her name.
“What?” His name came out muffled
between her fingers.
Cain pried her hands off her face and
then slid his sunglasses off, his eyes gently probing her face. The scent of corn and car exhaust smacked her in
the nose. She trembled, maybe her dad was right and she was suffering some sort
of PTSD, maybe she hadn’t been ready to come back.
Happy reading!
~Marie
4 comments:
This is soooo good, Marie! It's rich with words in all the right ways. You do a nice job of drawing the reader into your story. I like it! :-)
I like the little teaser and the covers are awesome as well. :)
Thank you, Tabitha. :D I sorta love those covers.
You are a fantastic writer, coming from you, that's a HUGE compliment. ;)
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