This is me on muscle relaxers
Welcome to another (a)rousing rendition of Six Sentence Sunday! I'm pleased as punch to be back with you guys this week after last week. Oy. The good news is that I'm feeling a lot better, so it won't take me half the week to catch up on posts *yay*! So, onward to this week's post! As always, please spend some time with my fellow Sixers. These are some talented peeps who blow my mind every week!
This week, I'm skipping to the end of Dima's fight with the sixteen because this is the opening to bigger and more important things in Dima's existence as a Humani. She's just been thrashed by the sixteen and is getting some unexpected help.
I felt like a doll tossed around by a rabid dog.
My spine tingled. Arms wrapped around me, perfectly imitating the snake’s body without the pressure. I opened my eyes enough to see Lorenzo by my side. “My God,” he whispered, “I’m sorry, Janelle. I’m so sorry.”
*Dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnn*
