Saturday, November 5, 2011

36th Six Sentence Sunday - The Coffin...Well, the Crate, Opens...

Back in September I posted some sentences from Chapter 1 of The Falstaff Vampire Files where psychologist, Kristin Marlowe, went to her cheating ex-lover's house to retrieve an irreplaceable item he stole. She was advised to stay out of the shed:

The shed in the back yard was the very last remotely possible hiding place. I went down the hall bathed in red light of the sunset. A few minutes later I was standing in the shed under the glare of the electric light bulb, watching the lid rise on a crate that should have been empty.

A pudgy hand, followed by a large, rounded arm appeared in the gap and pushed the lid up. The rest of the man followed it, raising the lid until it rested against the wall. He sat up, still coughing, as I watched, frozen in shock.

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  1. Wonderful six! and a real pleasure to read.

  2. I agree. I'd be frozen in shock, too. Well done! :)

  3. Love the six, Lynne! I hope you have a fantastic Sunday!

  4. She *was* told not to go in there, lol. Thanks for sharing!

  5. Thanks to everybody for visiting and commenting, I'm saving my energy to visit and comment on y'all's sixes!