How cheap is the rent, really?
Welcome Warriors, and Snipsuns and anyone else who wanders in. Weekend writing Warriors is a weekly bloghop. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, to go live between noon, Saturday and 9:00 AM Sunday EST Then we visit each other and read, comment, critique, encourage--all those things that do a solitary writer's heart good.
Set up: Marissa has spent the last year homeless and delusional. In this week's post, she's moving into a small house owned by a church. The pastor (Pastor Zaylor) and Rayanne, her volunteer counselor, are helping her take this step from the homeless shelter to her new "home".
Rayanne and the Pastor are leaving now, and she's exploring her new digs.
*note You might encounter creative punctuation :-)
Not unlike a puppy that has no idea what to do with itself, Marissa trailed after them when they walked out the door. Another round of hugs where the sidewalk met parking lot, and they were gone. Watching them leave, a weird feeling hit her. This was really her home, and the rules to stay here were pretty simple: clean the church on Mondays, and help with the soup line. Well, call it the community soup gathering, or anything you want, but the truth of it was that it was a soup line and a soup line was charity.
She had those two chores, and she had to keep her nose clean and never stop trying. The rent seemed cheap enough, but Marissa knew all too well that there would be nothing easy or cheap about never giving up. She'd known defeat from the tippy-top of her head to the soles of her feet, and a big chunk of it had lodged in her heart--waiting there to remind her that sometimes giving up was a survival strategy too.
That's it. What jumps out at you, good or bad ? I'd love to hear it and am truly grateful for every bit of criticism, opinion, and shared wisdom. Thank you so much for visiting! It might take me several days to return visits, but I will. Have a great week, all!