“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.

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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.