A continuation from last week’s snippet, here’s the next eight from my WIP, Seize. I had to get creative to make it eight and still have a logical stopping point. Here goes:
His legs were too short. We’d never make the trees. Why oh why had I taken the boy with me? He wasn’t my responsibility. He wasn’t my son, my brother, my cousin, but I couldn’t leave him there. Not with her.
The eerie blackness of the trees stretched closer. It wasn’t safety, but it was a first step.
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2 comments
Linda Hamonou
I like this story, I had thought that the boy and her weren’t related from last week. I’m eager to see who they are running from and why.
Regina Kammer
A short excerpt that conveys so much. Very sharp writing.