The Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop is a weekly event in which writers are invited to share eight sentences from one of their works for other writers, readers and random bloggers to read, critique and comment on. Visit their site by clicking on the button below for a list of other participating writers and share the love! Today’s 8 comes from Pool, and while I feverishly work on that (and am not at all noodling around on Jurassic Park Builder), I will be running snippets from the same scene until the scene ends. Enjoy!
“Tore up to hell,” the older emphasized. “Doors and windows busted in, tents ripped, and blood everywhere—”
“But no bodies.” The older sister waited a beat to make sure Norah caught the significance of this, then grimly went on, “Of course, the proper authorities knew exactly what had happened, and after they finished arresting and hanging all the uppity Indians and confiscating all the loose money from the dead men, they closed up the mine and wrote to Hodel’s son to tell him what had happened. Oddly enough,” she said sarcastically, “old Junior didn’t want to come back, not even to sell off the property. But he kept it. And now you have it.”