WIP

I’ve been absent for a few weeks, and here’s why.

My awesome puppaaayy!

My awesome puppaaayy!

 

 

No joke, it’s been crazy having an eleven week old golden retriever. I think I’m still wearing the clothes I wore the day we picked him up. I kid…no but really.

So, I assume I’ve been pardoned by you all and am moving on. I’ve been working on a book of the sci-fi sorts, and thought that since I am nearly finished with it, it’s time for a teaser. I don’t know if it’s a good move to throw out teasers of unfinished/unedited works, but whatevs…I do what I want…fellow Chivers?? Anybody??

Anywho…here it is…a couple sentences of my work in progress. Lemme know what you think.

            Nova catches Haylun’s reflection in the window, and she stops thinking about Earth. She watches him, sure that he hasn’t noticed she’s not looking out anymore. Instead she watches him run his fingers through his thick black hair before assessing her own reflection to make sure her hair is…decent. It looks as it did this morning when she braided it, a long, brown braid hanging over her right shoulder. She fidgets in her dark-red Medical Cluster uniform, not having yet returned to her quarters to change into her “other uniform” as she calls it: a white shirt and white pants, standard issue clothing to everyone on the ship.
Nova turns to face Haylun, hoping to conceal her moment of lament, praying that he is as excited to see her as she is him. She looks into his hazel eyes and wishes she could hug him instead of just stand there, but that would be a bad idea since today is the end of their separation orders, and if Inspection and Enforcement spot them in the middle of a friendly hug, they are likely to report it, and the Commanding Officials have little tolerance.
Haylun lightens the awkward moment, “What do you have for me today? Leave out…”
“…the gory details, yes I know,” Nova interrupts.
“You know that stuff gets to me Nova, especially before I eat.”

 

 

 

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