Six Sentence Sunday 11/4/12

From my WIP The Distorted Trail 

Nancy and her sister are still at the hospital morgue looking over their mother’s body. Nancy in thought:

Motionless, yet she looked as though she was at peace with herself. I wish I was at peace. Torment and anger has filled my years; and I knew it would continue.

I pulled Grace a little closer, looking over at her face which now was streaming with tear drops, causing tears to flow from my eyes. Lifeless my mother lay; lifeless Jake will lay, though with a big difference. Blood will be everywhere. 

Tune in next week when you’ll hear the crusty old man say, ” Hey big man, let me hold a dolla.”


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