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This snippet if from Emmily, Unbound, a contemporary romance with sci-fi elements. It's in First-person.There could be wonky punctuation to keep within the #wewriwa guidelines. Emmily, the main character has lost pretty much everything in the last twelve months. She and her dog, Murphy, are moving to an old hunting camp her dad and mom willed to her. They've just arrived.
This is chapter one. Last week's snippet ended with this: I sigh... Well, the hunting camp isn't quite as rough-looking as the sign at the end of the lane, but it's going to need some work.
We continue from there.
Maybe I should have gotten a motel room back on Route 6, but it's pretty late for that now.
Something scurries from the front porch when I step out of the car. I jump back inside, slamming the door shut twice as fast as I opened it. What was I thinking, coming up here all alone—and it’s almost dark? I must be nuts. I shudder, unsure if it’s the chilly air, or fear causing it. Murphy's sitting up, looking around at the dusky world outside of the windows.
Sleeping in the car seems like a good option.No. I know I’m braver than this, at least marginally braver than my knee-jerk reaction was a minute ago.
I dunno about you guys, but I'd probably be doing a donut and heading back to Route 6.
That's it for this week. Thanks for visiting! I am truly grateful for comments, suggestions, and for you taking the time to read it.