I had a really good writing morning but I ran short on time to post a snippet. Once I was out the door and driving into work, I had a better idea on how the scene is supposed to go. I both love and hate it when that happens! 😉 Anyways, I’ve got a tiny bit of reworking to do on today’s writing but I need to get some sleep soon.
Here’s a different snippet instead. 🙂
This is a “Bobbi” chapter:
“Don’t you understand? I have nothing. I don’t even have enough underwear with me to last a full week, not without doing laundry. They’re talking about putting me into foster care,” she said, pointing towards the house. “It’s not like I’m going to get a brand new mommy and daddy out of the deal. I’ll probably windup in a group home.”
“Jason wouldn’t do that to you.”
“Are you sure? Because I’m not.”
“You’re not going to a group home.” I had a sudden vision of Chloe bunking with the girl who’s been sexually abused and the child who likes to cut herself. And while that may not have been a fair mental picture, I didn’t like it, not at all.
Have a great day!