Okay, here’s another snippet from the work-in-progress:
“Well there you are. It’s nice to see you here.”
I turned. The woman was older, brown-skinned. Her hard eyes narrowed as she smiled.
Between the powder she wore on her face and the elaborate, curly wig, I almost didn’t realize who she was. Emma smiled wider as she saw the spark of recognition in my eyes.
“Yes, you do know me. You ever wonder cherie, exactly where you remember me from?”
©2011 Lori Titus