Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday


Hi friends,  welcome back.   I’m writing from the road today, so we’ll see how this goes.   My fingers are larger then the tiny letter buttons, so it’s rather rough.

Anyhow, now it’s time for WEEKEND WRITING WARRIORS!

Wondering who we are?  We are a fabulous group of individuals that posts 8-10 sentences on their blogs from a published or unpublished book. Then we “hop” around and leave comments on each others pages.   Enjoy!

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I heard the door slam,  but I didn’t move.  How could I talk to him,  when I couldn’t even look at him?  I felt embarrassed, devastated and unworthy of his presence.  I lay curled up in a ball under my electric blanket,  blasting my favorite Latino artist Hector Lavoes most depressing songs,  hoping it would drown out any other sad sounds that came from within the walls around me.

I heard footsteps  approaching  our room inspite of the loud instruments from the band.  The door opened and our eyes met and that’s when I knew it was the end of my life as I knew it.  Tylen walked over and sat down on the bed beside me.  He didn’t say a word for a long while and finally  when I felt like I couldn’t take it any longer he put his hand on my leg.   That action alone was more powerful then anything that I could imagine any word he could say.

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About nevasquiresrodriguez

Neva Squires-Rodriguez was born and raised in a neighborhood located on the North Side of Chicago. Mother, Wife, Expert at Multitasking... and now, Author and Columnist for Reflejos Newspaper, Neva creates electrifying stories with a twist. Neva Squires-Rodriguez earned her Masters Degree from National University, a feat which she worked very hard to obtain and says she will work even harder to pay off. She claims to be a typical American, full of dreams that will hopefully get her to a more comfortable lifestyle one day. She says, “God has a plan and I will follow wherever it is that He takes me.”
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14 Responses to Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday

  1. So true, Neva. There are times when a touch can convey a lot more than words. I think you’ve captured that well. 🙂

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  2. Ed Hoornaert says:

    Fascinating snippet. I can see this going in several different directions, but I’m not sure what is most likely.

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  3. Kim Magennis says:

    I really liked this Neva. I know I have said this before in different ways, but your writing is disarmingly authentic. There is a lot of power in this little piece.

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  4. Beautiful writing, Neva. The touch changed the scene!

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  5. Botanist says:

    Aah, yes, actions speak louder than words ever can!

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  6. Wow, quite the emotional moment. I liked the imagery of her playing the music so loud, trying to keep the world and her troubles at bay and then he comes into the room…great snippet!

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  7. Wow, that’s pretty dramatic for a mistake. It seems like forgiveness is being offered, anyway.

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