One more six-sentence snippet from Chapter 7 of the WIP (Restoring Experience), a novel about loss and the search for meaning to give that loss a sense of purpose.
Last week I posted but I forgot to link to Six Sentence Sunday--yeah, where's my head these days? If you're interested, here's that snippet, and here's the one from the week before.
Just a quick refresher: Alexia and Michael, the two MCs, are in the language school lobby waiting for the bus that will take Michael and the rest of the American students to Acapulco. Alexia, an English teacher and not involved with this group (they're studying Spanish), isn't going, but Michael has been trying to convince her otherwise. He's even offered--oh-so-generously--to share his hotel room with her.
He took a step back, but didn’t let go of my hand. “It’s so strong,” he murmured.
“This. I’m seriously considering not going to Acapulco.”
His tone was light, but it sounded like it was only half a joke.
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