Six unedited sentences from the upcoming Part Forty One of You Will Find Your Way
“Hide the pointy things.”
She’s not sure if her words even make sense, she’s not remotely awake enough for that, and swings her legs over the side of the couch. When she stands, her right hip protests after so many hours lying on it, so when she takes the first step, she nearly falls on her face.
She’s beauty and she’s grace.
The clatter of the weapons being deposited in the kitchen follows her out of the living room and into the foyer, and whoever’s out there knocks again as she gets her hand on the deadbolt.
“Let me guess, the world is ending,” she grumbles and yanks the door open.
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