JACKNDEAN have breakfast
Dang, it's been almost a week since I posted a chapter for Corner of Your Eye. That is too long.
I'm working on the next one, but the second part is being slightly more stubborn than the first part, so I don't know how long it will be. But I really thought this little exchange of dialogue was cute, so here it is, just to prove that I'm accomplishing things and not being completely lazy.
Dean nodded solemnly and picked up his fork to dig in, only then realizing that something very, very important was missing. “Dude, no syrup?”
“Oh, crap.”
After a frenzied search of the cupboards, pantry, fridge, and under the sink, Jack had to admit the truth. He had forgotten to buy syrup.
He dropped the pale substitutions he’d been able to find in front of Dean. “We have powdered sugar, strawberry jam, and peanut butter. Your choice.”
Dean stared at them dubiously, then looked up, green eyes far too big. “It’s not the same.”
Doomed. Jack was absolutely doomed.
I'm working on the next one, but the second part is being slightly more stubborn than the first part, so I don't know how long it will be. But I really thought this little exchange of dialogue was cute, so here it is, just to prove that I'm accomplishing things and not being completely lazy.
Dean nodded solemnly and picked up his fork to dig in, only then realizing that something very, very important was missing. “Dude, no syrup?”
“Oh, crap.”
After a frenzied search of the cupboards, pantry, fridge, and under the sink, Jack had to admit the truth. He had forgotten to buy syrup.
He dropped the pale substitutions he’d been able to find in front of Dean. “We have powdered sugar, strawberry jam, and peanut butter. Your choice.”
Dean stared at them dubiously, then looked up, green eyes far too big. “It’s not the same.”
Doomed. Jack was absolutely doomed.