Sentinel drabble
okay, this is my very first Sentinel ficlet. hanarobi demanded a Sentinel drabble in which there were burning leaves...I have tried to obey.
The acrid burning stench coming in through the window filled Jim’s nostrils. Jim held his hand over his mouth, choking against the smoke. He and Blair had rented the cabin for fresh air, to give Jim’s senses a break from the city sounds and smells.
“You okay, man?” Blair asked from right outside the window.
“What the hell are you doing?” Jim demanded.
“Just raked up a big pile of old leaves.” Blair stopped. “Oh, man, I’m sorry. I completely forgot.”
“Forgot?” Jim clenched his teeth.
“I’ll make it up tonight, I promise.”
Something else burned inside Jim just then.
The acrid burning stench coming in through the window filled Jim’s nostrils. Jim held his hand over his mouth, choking against the smoke. He and Blair had rented the cabin for fresh air, to give Jim’s senses a break from the city sounds and smells.
“You okay, man?” Blair asked from right outside the window.
“What the hell are you doing?” Jim demanded.
“Just raked up a big pile of old leaves.” Blair stopped. “Oh, man, I’m sorry. I completely forgot.”
“Forgot?” Jim clenched his teeth.
“I’ll make it up tonight, I promise.”
Something else burned inside Jim just then.