Sooo, Not Sure If I Count
But I'm doing this anyway.
My Excerpt from my story 'The Winterset Conspiracy' Chapter 2: Off the 4I Highway.
Though for now he seated him in the car, head lolling as he did his seatbelt.
It was on the 4I highway that he opened his eyes and so quickly realized he wasn't in bed.
"Emile?" he asked.
"Heya kiddo," the man chirped, looking into those azure eyes through the mirror.
"What have you done?"
"Don't worry about it. It is late, so you should just put your head back and go to sleep."
"I was, but you insisted on such an impromptu road trip. Where are we going?"
How good of Abel to still trust him. It was a relief he wouldn't have to see him afraid. When his intentions were the furthest thing from.
"A lovely ranch I've purchased a couple of towns along. Amazing area too, so cozy and remote. A slice of a fairytale, better yet, away from all this urban noise and pollution." And no offense to Abel's fascination, but Emile did wrinkle his nose. Always a sour smell in the air.
"Towns over?" Abel asked, a sharpness to his query.
Hopefully proper love would undo that.