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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 and his 'crew' to her house.
Most of the blonds seem to like it—and have admitted they’ve never tried it before. Huh? Who has not at least taken a sip?
Now, the snippet:
Two heaping carts and another level cart later, we head to the checkout. I expect it to be a big bill, and I’m not disappointed. Kade studies the receipt as I load our haul into the car. I don’t think he grasps money denominations yet. But who knows? They seem to be picking up things fast, like English.
Who am I kidding? It’s the human language they’re learning, not just English. My heart speeds up.
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No. Nope. Might be denial, but there’s some kind of reasonable explanation.
They’ve been here just one week, and they rarely pause while talking, and they no longer cock their heads like they did the first few days. Strange.
I can wonder about this later. Right now, I have a job to do.
It feels like it takes
forever to get it all organized in the SUV. Then Kade says, “I have a list from
Now what do you suppose is on that list?
The working blurb for this story follows: