The first chapter of my book Hopefall is up, if anyone would like to read or review it I would highly appreciate it! If reviewed I can give GPs too, directly to the reviewer until I figure out how to do it automatically, if possible...
I've also written a sort of mini scene that would ideally go before the first chapter, but to avoid making it another item when it could have been a chapter in that space, or putting it into the first chapter (Throws it off, in my opinion), I'll put it here. If you're interested in reading more, feel free. ^-^
Michael laid sunken into the couch for hours, fiddling with his old wedding ring in one hand. Moving it from one finger tip to the other, thinking back on life.
As if a reflection of his mind, the trailer was filled with trash and old furniture or possessions left behind by the previous owners. Piled up with strategically placed cans and bottles under windows, in front of doors, really the only security system the two have. Taken down and set back up any time they leave and return for supplies.
Then there was Britney. Her drawings covered the walls, taped or tacked. Drawings of nature. Trees, animals, old memories of things she needed to get out of her head. Those were usually torn down, as if she could ever draw faces anyway.
Michael hid the ring in a fist at the sound of her shifting, sleeping not far away. After all, he felt no desire to explain what he held. With the tales her mother told her of his treatment, she wouldn’t want to know he still kept it.
He gazed over to the ring after a while, holding it at an angle and reading its inscription. “Always and forever”, put there by his deceased wife.
What a beautiful lie that was...