It's Sunday again, which means it's Six Sentence Sunday! I can't believe it's the second week Sunday of July already. I hope everyone made it through both the American and Canadian celebrations.
Luke tugs his ball cap off, runs his fingers through his thick hair, before settling the cap back on his head. “There’s something about you,” he says thoughtfully, “that in a weird kind of way reminds me of Etna.”
“I remind you of Aunt Etna,” I squeak.
“The two of you have so much personality it shadows everything else. Etna is like this really big slow moving storm cloud that blots out the sun for hours, you know, the kind that turns the air green and you just know the storm is going to rage for hours, shredding everything that crosses its path. You remind me off … moonlight.”
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You should check out the other participants great samples this week, you'll be glad you did. The links leading to their blogs can be found at the official Six Sentence Sunday website.