This week's six is the opening of my WIP, DISCARDED COWBOYS.
Talaitha was in a hurry again, an ironic condition for someone who’d spent half the trip to Shay Falls feeling as though her life was frozen in suspended animation.
“Make sure you bring the white sage this time,” her father was yelling.
With her back to him, he couldn’t see her eyes roll. “I know, Papa.”
“Hurry, child, it’s getting away! Vanje, watch out and don’t let it get its teeth in you.”