Gads, I love this story

Just a little snippet, because, egads, I love this story…
Alfonse chuckled, a wheezy, breezy sound. He offered his arm, and Olivia took it, resting her head to his stooped shoulder and remembering days gone by. A similar setting. A sanctuary, they called it. His shoulder broad and sinewy. Her hair like fire. Fans waiting. Gossips too. But in there, safe from them. From Him. Her injuries healing. Her memory daily and diligently erased by drugs and electrical shocks. Dreams of tumbling turned to headlights and twisted metal. No one visited. Not the man who refused her a divorce. Not the children he kept from her. Only Alfonse, and sometimes Cornelius, though never at the same time. Now, decades hence, decades older, decades lost, they bookended the fame, the fury, the sweetness and safety and solitude. They’d give to each other, to Cecibel. And maybe it would be enough this time.
Traegar’s Lunatics. Just under 30K words. It’s coming along nicely.
the Pen
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5 responses to “Gads, I love this story

  1. Woohoo! Lovely. Thanks for sharing. 🙂

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  2. Nice. Something so different. Can’t wait to read it 🙂

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  3. dianamunozstewart

    Love this too! Go, Terri-Lynne!

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  4. Carol Lovekin

    Whoa there, girlfriend! This is some new incarnation of your writing. This is another level…
    Stunning, cariad.
    xXx

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