Every Sunday I share Six Sentences from one of my books or current WIP
Today it’s from my free short cowboy story, Submit.
Archer tips the point of his mahogany brown cowboy hat to me. I feel an overwhelming urge to fold my leg and bow like I’m a prized pony at show. Sneering, I shake it off, my spine hardening to steel. I ain’t here to play nice. Everything’s at stake.
“Are we doing this or not?” I shout, my skin prickling as if balls of lightning zip through the air.