I'm going to give you two, seeing as you have so many WIPs! Jacket and time.
Jacket (from Momentum):
“Can’t blame a fella for trying,” Ray said easily. “I’ve got to go captain the ship, but I brought you -” He retrieved from the pocket of his jacket a small paperback, one of Frank’s old sci-fi pulps. “Can’t vouch for its quality, but if you get desperate it might do for a laugh. I’ll come back later with dinner.”
Time (from The Road to Babylon):
They both laughed. Bob took the next exit down into Highland Park and wound through a series of culs-de-sac. Frank looked at him in the decaying light and acknowledged within himself the uncomfortable, foreign presence of hope lodged under his ribs. This time… This time, it could be different.















