Sunday, March 4, 2012
Six Sentence Sunday
Another snippet from Downpour. I'd love to hear what you think.
He regards me for a long time, then finally asks, “You gonna tell me what’s goin’ on?” His Southern often shows more when he’s irritated or upset.
I sigh and reply, “I don’t really know.”
Sitting down beside me on the couch, he asks, “Well, did the fridge talk shit about your momma?”
He catches me off guard and I say, “No!” louder than I had wanted.
“Okay, then why were you hollering and throwing food in the shop?”
“I was pissed.”
What do you think?