“They speak Catalan on Majorca, and we’re not going to figure anything out from a distance,” Dane said. “Besides, I think that part of the Mediterranean is being inundated with monsoons at the moment.”

“Of course it is,” I muttered as I entered the room. “Is there anyplace in the world where I can sit in the sun in a bikini for a week and try and bake away this chill?” I was beyond broke now that I wasn’t working anymore, but I’d max out my credit card for a reprieve from the rain. Anyway, with the way things were going in the world, civilization as we knew it might not survive to the end of my next billing cycle.


I’m keeping with the habit of posting six sentences from my WIP each Sunday from whatever I’ve written in the previous week. Stay tuned for weekly snippets from The Unseeing.