Welcome to this week’s Six Sentence Sunday post! (Visit the other wonderful writers here.) I continue to post from Blowing Embers, my second novel in The Embers Series, a paranormal romance/epic fantasy, released July 1st.
Today’s snip follows right where we left off last time - and keep in mind that Alex, her nephew, is six years old:
The comfy couch beckoned, and she let him lead her back to it. “Alex asked me if he could become a soldier,” she told him as she pulled her legs up.
His face showed no surprise as he lifted a fuzzy blanket from the couch’s arm and wrapped it around her.
“Did you know?” she asked, suddenly suspicious.
“He did not ask me,” he replied blandly.
“But you knew . . . what . . . that he would?”