~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~
A little bit from chapter 10 of Heaven Can’t Wait.
Eventually, Harper sits up and wipes her eyes with the tips of her fingers. She sniffles a few times while she watches the little girl suck her thumb in her sleep. A smile spreads across her face. “Aw, look at you—that’s so cute with the cuddling and sweetness.”
“Whatever,” Bellamy grumbles, getting him a skeptical look from Harper. What is it with the women in my life seeing right through me?