Last week was so much fun. Loved reading responses to the six sentences–interesting how words out of context can have a completely different meaning than what’s intended. However, the feedback made me reevaluate Adam’s role in Swashbuckler (my WIP). As a result, I think he’ll be a richer character than I first wrote him. Thank you!
We start where we left off last week with Rachel and Adam on an ocean beach.
He had taken a jog down the beach–his hands were on his hips, and he was breathing heavily.
“Not since I was twelve,” she answered, smiling up at him.
He plopped down beside her and began sifting sand through his hands onto his legs. They sat in silence, Rachel watching the surf. There were little white birds, dancing in unison down the beach, in and out of the waves. As they got closer she heard them, just over the sounds of the surf, making little burring noises, almost like a cat purring.