snippets meme!!
nabbed from practically everybody on my flist! when you see this, share 3 random snippets from 3 wips.
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She'll tell him she's just fine, and that all she wants is to get back to work, and that won't be a total lie. She hasn't taken a vacation that wasn't forced upon her in five years. Hasn't claimed a single sick day even when her deputy begged her to go home and vomit up her flu in peace. Has taken every opportunity that the universe has presented to her to avoid being where she is right now: alone, in the house where her family died.
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He likes to imagine that the Mark or what's left of it will make one last ditch attempt to survive. That it will reanimate the flesh and the limp fingers will latch onto coals and scrabble desperately down off the fire and scurry like the Addams' Family Thing down between Sam's feet and off across the concrete and the grass and be gone and live like a weird feral creature in the woods somewhere, maybe, crushing worms and hiding from the sun. It makes him smile.
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"Sam."
"Look, maybe it's not a case. But if it is, at least it's something--simple. It's not--bloody, it's not--"
"Sam."
"I worry. You know that. I worry."
"I'll come."
"Sorry."
"Don't be sorry. I'll come."
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She'll tell him she's just fine, and that all she wants is to get back to work, and that won't be a total lie. She hasn't taken a vacation that wasn't forced upon her in five years. Hasn't claimed a single sick day even when her deputy begged her to go home and vomit up her flu in peace. Has taken every opportunity that the universe has presented to her to avoid being where she is right now: alone, in the house where her family died.
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He likes to imagine that the Mark or what's left of it will make one last ditch attempt to survive. That it will reanimate the flesh and the limp fingers will latch onto coals and scrabble desperately down off the fire and scurry like the Addams' Family Thing down between Sam's feet and off across the concrete and the grass and be gone and live like a weird feral creature in the woods somewhere, maybe, crushing worms and hiding from the sun. It makes him smile.
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"Sam."
"Look, maybe it's not a case. But if it is, at least it's something--simple. It's not--bloody, it's not--"
"Sam."
"I worry. You know that. I worry."
"I'll come."
"Sorry."
"Don't be sorry. I'll come."