Don’t usually do Meme’s here…however this one gives you a taste of the WIP. Now, I’m not cheating, but I am estimating. I’m writing in Scrivner so I estimated 500 words per page to get to page 7 and then here you go:
Post your work in progress, page 77 or page 7, lines 7-14, no cheating.
Opened my front door and smelled smoke. After about two breaths of panic, I realized I didn’t hear the smoke detector screeching. When I stepped on inside, I figured where the smell came from. This big ol’ pack sat right next to the door and Kabe’s boots rested maybe two steps beyond it.
It all reeked of cinders.
Kabe himself, well, he sprawled dead-to-the-world on the couch. Hadn’t even changed out of his filthy t-shirt and cargo pants. Likely he just stumbled in, tripped out of his boots and passed out. Hard work he was doing these days on a fire crew.
Thought of a hundred scenarios of how I’d show him how much I’d missed him around the moment he stepped through the door.
And not a one of them was gonna happen with him out cold.