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     This snippet is from Emmily, Unbound, an SFR story.  To read a compilation of all snippets posted for this story, click Here: Emmily Unbound, Chapters 1 & 2  Emmily, the main character, has lost pretty much everything in the last twelve months: her marriage, her parents, her job, and her house. She and her dog, Murphy, have moved to the mountains of Pennsylvania into an old, remote, hunting camp her parents willed to her. On her first day there, along a desolate road she's been forced at gunpoint to haul a wounded man to her house. She's doubting what she's seeing.

Last week ended with this: Yeah. Right, Emmily. Bigfoot will wander into the yard, next. 

Now, the  snippet:

 

    They're lifting the guy out of the car and he's shouting, his verbal assault halting when his breath hitches. Sounds like he’s ordering them around. Shouldn’t he be thanking them?  

     I’ve seen gratitude come in odd forms, but I don’t think this will be a new one added to my list.  

     I remind myself that if I were the one in pain—injured in a car crash like him—I’d be bitchy too. 

     I unlock the door and we go inside. The house is still reasonably warm though the fire no longer burns. Kade tromps ahead of us, peering into rooms. Much to my displeasure, he motions them into mom and dad’s bedroom—now mine. I step into the doorway and watch them gently lay him, bloody blanket and all, onto the bed.

 That's the snippet. A few more lines if you're interested. :-)

      I’m not sure what to do. Have I helped enough? Maybe they only needed me to get them inside the house. Nah. Doubtful. They could have kicked in the door. 

     Kade removes a box from his backpack. Looks metal. The lid bears a star, in the middle of which is a figure  eight on its side. I’ve never seen that design before and have no idea what organization it belongs to. Yegads…could be a terrorist group. He opens it and is examining its contents. Tiny things. They’re inside a sealed, clear package. 

     I remember--in a numb sort of way--that there are groceries  in the car. Autopilot kicks in and I turn to go back out the door, but Kade’s hand gripping my arm stops me. “I need help.”

 

      Oh boy. Sounds like nothing about this is going to be easy.

              

The working blurb for this story follows: Tagline:

   

     Sometimes the simplest plan doesn’t turn out so simple...

     After losing everything that bound her to her ordinary and happy life, Emmily has one plan: move to the mountains. Oh, and never give her heart away again.

     But everything goes sideways when a UFO crash-lands on the ridge next to hers, and on a desolate road she’s waylaid by men demanding help for their injured ‘General’. He’s confused, bleeding, and sweet Lord, good looking—even while sneering and growling at her.

     Fleeing an ambush meant to kill him, Gen Rael is gravely injured when his ship crashes on Earth. The human woman his crew captures to aid them is a confounding mixture of terrified, defiant, and beautiful. A female distraction is the last thing his hindered mission can afford. But this Emmily woman is cutting through the steel wall he keeps around his heart.

     Despite being their hostage, Emmily isn’t blind to the peril they’re in: there’s a threat coming from the stars, and it’s lethal to all of them, including her.

     And her simple plan to never-ever fall in love again? Looks like that’s in peril too…

 

 

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