Every Sunday I share Six Sentences from one of my books or current WIP
In this excerpt, Marty’s brother shows up to pull him out of his breakup depression.
Marty hefted his massive plastic jug of coffee grounds, dug a spoon in and chewed down. The full-punch of bitter caffeine was worth it for the sour look he got from his brother. “Well,” he said, splattering some of the grounds. Wiping it off, he began again. “I’m here. Alive. Clean.”
“More or less,” Eldon said.
“Forgive me for not putting on tails and spats, your majesty,” he responded with a deep bow.
