It’s that time again! Six Sentence Sunday is upon us once more. Thanks, as always, to the lovely peeps at Six Sentence Sunday, and to all the lovely visitors who leave such wonderful comments. You guys rock!
This week, I thought I’d post something from that short story I was writing, tentatively entitled “Glory Box”. Check it out!
“I come here every night, and I want—Christ, I look at you on that stage and I just want to hold you, to feel you next to me and know that neither of us are alone.”
Running a hand through his tousled hair, he laughed, and it was a harsh, bitter sound. “Stupid, right? So tonight, when you beckoned to me with that wicked smile, I was going to take only what you gave and be content with that, but then you asked—” He exhaled, and his look turned rueful and despairing and self-depricating all at once. “You asked me what I wanted—and I want you.”
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