Aug 13, 2019 | Running with Scars, Snippets
Home to Harper Ari entered the kitchen, setting her keys in the bowl by the fridge. She turned, watching Harper cut fruit at the kitchen island. Walking up behind her, resting her face on Harper’s shoulder, Ari reached for a slice of kiwi. “Ouch.” Ari snapped. “Wash...
Jun 27, 2019 | Running with Scars, Snippets
“Are we running in the morning?” The comforting deep voice helped Ari find some modicum of calm.
“Yes we are, Sir lazy bones.” Ari said.
“I am not lazy. I am energy-cautious. How was it?” Sol said.
“The same as always. I’m a failure and she should have locked me in the dungeon when she had the chance.”