Saturday, February 5, 2011
Six Sentence Sunday. Parents--for Better or Worse
From preferred weapon to more complex issues such as pleasing Mother, our hero has disagreed with Father from day one. Born of a nympho and a warmonger, taking on the job of forcing others to fall in love seems fated.
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“Going somewhere?” Dad grunted.
“Yes.” Cu squeaked.
“After that sexy little thing wearing your shirt who just left in a cab?”
No oxygen to help him speak, Cu nodded.
Dad dropped him. His brows slotted into killing angles, the six foot eight inch giant—looking damn sharp in a tuxedo—glared at the gawkers. They fled while Dad grasped Cu’s ear between two fingers and dragged him along to the nearest door. One blow of Daddy’s fist and it wisely yielded from its hinges.
Posted by Arlene at 7:09 PM