Bald is beautiful!
Working through my notes and pinterest board on my latest work in progress, has me looking forward to certain scenes more than others. I will say that I got the idea for this book from a call in to the radio station I listen to all the time. It was the husband's words that inspired Beau and Amelia's story. I hope to capture just some of beautiful love story.
Wednesday, March 28, 2018
Sunday, March 11, 2018
Flashback Scene
After outlining my new book, I couldn't wait to write this scene. This is one of the many flashback scenes for Amelia and Beau. My new book will feature their early relationship through flashbacks. It will be very different, but I can't wait to share their journey with you. I hope you enjoy part of their first meeting.
“Come on, you really do need to see the nurse,” she said wrapping her arm around his waist. “I’ll grab a note from the nurse explaining why I’m late.”
“Fine..., if it will make you feel better,” he said as they walked down the hallway. “Are you free Saturday night?”
“Are you asking me on a date?”
“Yeah, I would ask you out for Friday night, but I’m busy as you already know,” he said.
She smiled and shook her head. “I think you may need a brain scan or something. I think you have a concussion.”
“What makes you say that?”
“You’re asking out the girl who made your nose bleed,” she said. “I’m sure your street cred will suffer if anyone found out.”
“I think I can handle a dip on my cred,” he said before laughing. “And, I don’t have a concussion. I know that those feel like.”
“I’m sure you do,” she said as she remembered the hit he took last year that sent him to the hospital.
“Come on, you really do need to see the nurse,” she said wrapping her arm around his waist. “I’ll grab a note from the nurse explaining why I’m late.”
“Fine..., if it will make you feel better,” he said as they walked down the hallway. “Are you free Saturday night?”
“Are you asking me on a date?”
“Yeah, I would ask you out for Friday night, but I’m busy as you already know,” he said.
She smiled and shook her head. “I think you may need a brain scan or something. I think you have a concussion.”
“What makes you say that?”
“You’re asking out the girl who made your nose bleed,” she said. “I’m sure your street cred will suffer if anyone found out.”
“I think I can handle a dip on my cred,” he said before laughing. “And, I don’t have a concussion. I know that those feel like.”
“I’m sure you do,” she said as she remembered the hit he took last year that sent him to the hospital.
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