Welcome back! Six Sunday is in full swing after a short holiday break, and I’m glad. I’ve missed snooping in all the WIPs floating around the SSS site, so let’s get right to it. Here’s another Six from Evermine:
Shame churned my gut, but hope was my antacid. Maybe she and Clayton had fought. Maybe she had come home. Maybe she was waiting in her old room, upstairs, across from mine.
“Maddie?” I strained my ears, but heard wind and the promise of thunder.
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Jessica Subject says
Such a sad excerpt. Great writing! Love your banner too! 🙂
Thanks so much!
Graylin Fox says
Each time you post a snippet from this lovely story, I get more anxious to read the entire book!
I truly love these characters. This is a great story
Lisa Fox says
What an intense excerpt!
Fallon Blake says
Such powerful emotion in a mere few sentences.
Ann Mayburn says
Lots of tension and fragile hope in six sentences. Lovely. 🙂
Angela S Stone says
Oooo that sounds a little heart breaking!!
Eleri Stone says
I'm worried about the heartbreaking part too. LOVE the last line.
Marsha A. Moore says
Beautiful imagery in the last line. Very bittersweet.
Lex Valentine says
Awww. You can just feel his yearning.
Taryn Kincaid says
First sentence is awesome. What a great phrase, "hope was my antacid." Nice job. Wonderful snippet.
'wind and the promise of thunder' Very nice excerpt xx
Marie Dees says
Oh, that last line is evocative!
Sandi Sookoo says
"hope was my antacid" Awesome 🙂
Eve Cassidy says
Excellent first line. WOW!
Rebecca Royce says
Wow. Those six sentences really hit hard. Well done.
Joleene Naylor says
ooh! these are some great sentences!
Sara Brookes says
Oh, I love, love that first line. Nice job, Hailey. Love the new site look too!