In case anyone has been wondering…
I’ve been absent from here the last couple of days because 1) I’m working on a new set of scenes in the book, which takes precedence over the blog; and 2) last week kicked my butt and I’m spending every minute I can spare outside of the writing to sleep. Pitiful, I know. But it’s my reality.
On a positive note, I’m getting very excited about the next couple of chapters, which will wind up Act 2 of the novel. In the meantime, here’s a bit of newer material to tide you over:
With Gus out of the room, Sam realized this might be her only opportunity for a private conversation with Rick. “Rick, I have a favor to ask of you.”
“Anything. Does it have something to do with the case?”
“Yes. I mean, no. There’s a girl coming to Portland in a couple of days. Tonya Sipes. I told her if she couldn’t reach me, to give you a call, and you would go meet her.”
“Why wouldn’t she be able to reach you? You planning on leaving?”
Sam glanced up at the doorway, but there was still no sign of Gus. Good. “I can’t stay forever, Rick. I don’t have a place here anymore.”
“Sure you do. Come work for me.”
“It’s not just that, and you know it.”
“Is it really that bad being home?” he asked.
“Yes. No. I don’t know. I don’t belong here.”
“So where do you belong?”
“Nowhere,” she said distractedly, as she spied Gus sauntering back to the table. Based on the rigid set of his shoulders and the flare of his nostrils, he was angry or upset about something. What, she wondered? He saw her looking at him and their eyes met for an instant. In that moment, even those minor signs of upset drained away as if they had never been there, and he was smiling again.
It appeared Gus, too, had his secrets.
Now, off to write.