Seven on Sunday

Six Sentence Sunday is long gone but that doesn’t mean we can’t have the occasional teaser, right? I’ve finally started the process to do something with the stories that reverted back to me at Silver Publishing’s formal implosion, so here are seven sentences from one of those stories to hold you over until I’ve finalized the details of the re-release.

My Ghost

“I was a friend,” I said.

In the twilight gloom he might not recognize me. My hair shorn up the back now, had been long enough for a ponytail when last he saw me. With my face tipped down, hiding behind the longer locks which fell from my forehead like a veil, he couldn’t see me. I hoped he wouldn’t remember my voice after all this time, because trying to explain—confessing my pain and fear and loss—would be the end of me tonight. I couldn’t do it. Not then, not now.

My plan is to have My Ghost and Bound By Love re-released by the end of the month. I’ll let you know where as soon as they’re ready.

For a teaser from Bound By Love, check out this old Six Sentence Sunday post.