Welcome to another Six Sentence Sunday.
I haven't done it in a couple of weeks. Sorry.
I'm pulling these six from Boneknapper. Ciarra is at Moonstarz, her best friend's metaphysical store. And a gorgeous man just walked in. Her friend is attempting to get her to focus back on their conversation about the grave digging.
There was no way this man could be single.
"Earth to Ciarra. Back to the finger," Tiesha redirected.
"Can't I drool for one second?" And then the all too familiar image of her dead husband, Jack, appeared in
her mind, cooling all wicked thoughts toward Mr. Gorgeous. "Alright."
Hope y'all have a great rest to your weekend ;)