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Sunday, January 29, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday

This wasn’t the first time. During his repeated drunken apologies that started when I turned ten—for giving me his bad genes—he’d finally told me he couldn’t stand the idea of my turning sixteen. So he drank to deal with it. If it sounded like an excuse, that’s because it was one. He’d been drunk every night since my mom was killed. For the record, that meant he had been trashed nearly every night for over fifteen years.

12 comments:

  1. I so love this book! And Rachel's voice comes through so clearly in this six. Fabulous! :)

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  2. Great voice, great snippet, great cover!

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  3. Wow, and he's still alive? Her POV is so heartwrenching though

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  4. Such an amazing voice you have created. Great six.

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  5. Wow, gorgeous. Love her narration—so blunt and human and honest, unapologetic. She seems like a strong young woman.

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  6. wow--excellent Deep POV -- very effective.

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  7. "So he drank to deal with it." Love that. Love the unvarnished contempt in her description. Or, if not contempt, her unvarnished acceptance of the reality of the situation.

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  8. Oh, wow. How terribly sad. I could hear the anger and sadness. Great six!

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  9. yikes, not a good situation to be in for sure!

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  10. Very deep and intense. My heart breaks for her!

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