Hi friends, it’s one of those horrible days!  I have been locked out of my computer for a while, somehow decided to restore the computer, it mentioned what I would lose and Word or Word files were not on that list and now they’re gone.  I was pretty much done with Esperanza, minus maybe 5000 words and now it’s gone.  😦  I thought I had sent the files to my email as well and they’re also gone!  😦  So sad.  Plus I had tons and tones of really good stuff saved on other projects.  Totally freaking out.  Working like crazy to get my Word to download again now…

Anyhow, now it’s time for WEEKEND WRITING WARRIORS!

Wondering who we are?  We are a fabulous group of individuals that posts 8-10 sentences on their blogs from a published or unpublished book. Then we “hop” around and leave comments on each other’s snippets.  We welcome EVERYONE’s comments.~

I’m beginning to work on Esperanza again, let me know what you think.  ❤  (Sharing another picture from Christina’s Quince above.)

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Heather, was her name and apparently she was on her third marriage.  I didn’t like the way she looked at Tylen or the way she laughed at all of his jokes, even when he wasn’t making them.  I tried not to show my disgust as I stirred my second Mojito, but I wasn’t very good at masking my emotions.  I excused myself to use the ladies room to compose myself and when I returned, they had returned to the dance floor and were dancing a very sexy version of a popular salsa song, that I had taught him to dance to.  The moment our eyes met, I moved my head in a way to call him over to me, in spite of everyone around us who were intently watching their dance moves.

“What’s wrong?”  Tylen immediately came over to me and asked.

“I’m ready to leave.”  I replied.

“Why?”  Tylen asked before looking down and grabbing his coat after noticing my intense expression.

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