I was tagged by @october31st1981
Go to page seven of your WIP, go to the seventh line, share seven sentences, and then tag seven more writer-bloggers to continue the challenge.
Vernon’s car is a monster and yet it still feels too small with all five of them squashed in, Lily wedged between her dad and her sister in the back. The radio is barely audible over the engine, which Lily doesn’t really mind because Afternoon Delight is playing again, for the third time since they left Cokeworth, and she’s not sure if she’d be able to handle it full volume. No one is talking because, well. They have nothing to talk about.
Any appropriate topics of conversation were probably worn out at dinner last night, and no one’s about to ask Lily if she’s excited to return to her magic school when Vernon is in the car. When Petunia had introduced Lily to him, she’d pulled her aside first and sternly informed her that Vernon believed Lily attended a strict, all-girls boarding school in Scotland for young women who needed guidance. What sort of guidance has never been made clear.
- wur fic, chapter one
Don’t talk to me about run on sentences, they’re part of who I am
I’m tagging @jiilys @apalapucian @steeveharrington @snapslikethis @prongsno @stvrwar @gxldentrio
