Welcome back to another installment of Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for everyone who likes to write. I’m still sharing from Come Back Down. I have the first 10 sentences of chapter 2 today, which follows directly after last week’s snippet.
He’d changed a good bit in the last year. He used to look so soft and sweet. Like a teddy bear you could win at one of those fairs that ran every summer in the rural areas around here. His blond hair had always been a little long and curled up at the ends, especially where it hit his collar. There had never been any hint of anything but kindness in his pale green eyes.
Now, I thought he might be even a couple inches taller, and he’d been tall before. There didn’t look to be anything soft about him, either. His face was planes and angles. I glanced down his body, and it was trim, too. Not skinny, like he hadn’t had enough to eat since Icarus had told him never to set foot near me or the clubhouse again.
Why was he told to stay away? What does it mean that he’s back now? I’ll have more to share next week.