Tuesday Tales, From the Hip
Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week our group writes to the diverse word- hip . This will be an excerpt f ro m Twister Fate, a new WIP for a new romance contemporary. “I heard them, you know, the rescue team – Billy included.” I looked at Cameron sitting, waiting patiently for my next words. I wasn’t sure I wanted to go any further. When I didn’t speak, he smiled this get out of jail free card, silent proof he wasn’t forcing me to keep talking. Closing my eyes, I released this painful gale hiding behind a dam of shame. “I wanted to tell him to stop, to wait, I was okay. He didn’t need to put himself in further danger, we would be there till it was safe. I’d tripped on something stupid, I fell in the dark, somehow my flashlight went out.” I remembered the throbbing. The pain shot through my hip, shattering my consciousness. Filling with tears, Cameron’s eyes widened slightly before he closed them again. Clutching my hand, a small gesture meant to...