I'm stepping up to Cambria Dillon's challenge...
Here are the rules:
- Go to page 7 or 77 in your current manuscript (or I guess if you have 777 pages, that’d work, too)
- Go to line 7
- Copy down the next 7 lines/sentences AS THEY ARE. No cheating/editing/tweaking/weaving magical word spells!
- Tag 7 other authors
“How come Will isn’t helping you?” I shout over the sound of the engine and sneak a look at the mud drying on his calf. “How deep is it stuck?”
We hit a root in the path, and the cart lurches to the side. I’m thrown to my left and my arm brushes his. I’m sure if we weren’t racing down the fairway as though both our lives depended on it, I might have enjoyed the contact. Even so, my heart rate speeds up. Though that could be my fight or flight reaction to the ride of death.“You okay?” He reaches out to steady me, but he doesn’t slow down
Joyce Shor Johnson