Yea! It’s Sunday and time for Six Sentence Sunday
Every week participants post six sentences from something they are writing – or have written. It’s a lot of fun and really a great way to meet new writers! And I’ve met some terrific people. Thank you !
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After the heated dance number last week with The Devil’s Mistress, I felt like a change of pace. And the kids have been nagging. So I return to my untitled WIP.
The stories start in the 50s. Six teens, seemingly very different, meet weekly and keep in touch with each other their entire lives. They must have something in common.
This is the opening chapter.
The diner’s door flew open bringing a cold wind and a breathless Joey, glad for the shelter.
Mopping his hair away from his eyes, he looked around at his friends seated in the large red vinyl booth by the window, “Oh am I the last one here?”
Carole squeezed further into the seat and away from Joey as he stood at the end of the table shaking the water from his jacket in every direction.
Charles smiled and said, “Joey you’re always late,” while the five young people moved to make room for the late-comer now that his jacket was safely hung up.
For the young people in Nate’s Deli this Saturday morning school would not be starting as usual on the following Monday.
Rain pounding and splattering in the street and against the glass panes supplied back ground music for their vibrant voices.