This past week has surprisingly allowed me to get some writing done. Anemone now has 7 chapters, and is just over 6k words. Still have a long way to go, but the inspiration is sticking around! Here is a snippet from chapter 7.
It didn’t take any extra-sensory perception to feel the awkwardness between these two. A history nestled somewhere inside the way they looked at each other… the way they spoke in broken sentences, communicating as little as possible. Even the body language—Brady practically smashed against the passenger door, and Natalie driving with only her left hand, leaning her upper body weight onto the center console with her right elbow. She liked him… yet she apparently made his skin crawl. Or maybe she made him nervous. Who had broken up with who? Or had they not quite gotten together yet? My curiosity, and some other twisty feeling in my gut, demanded that I know right away.
Taking full advantage of my invisibility to Natalie, I positioned myself into the middle of the backseat and leaned forward until my face was almost between them. I could tell Brady saw me out of the corner of his eye, but he quickly corrected any reaction.
He cleared his throat, probably hinting at me to sit back down behind him, but some inner force was rooting me on like I was a player in a game…. Like I was winning.