Every Sunday, I will share six sentences from a work-in-progress.
He clutched his water goblet tightly. “This entire plan is a disgrace.”
I said softly, “From what Mrs. Bell tells me, Miss Fabienne loved Christmas. I think she’d be disappointed to see the day just ignored like this, even if it wasn’t also the birthday of her children.”
“You don’t know anything about it,” snapped Emmanuel.
“Probably not,” I said, “but I know what my mother was like, and I can extrapolate.”