Six Sentence Sunday #29
Happy Sunday! For your pleasure, here are six sentences from that first in the upcoming series of short, episodic novelettes following up on Didier and Caroly, from my book Curio…
SPOILER ALERT!!! If you haven’t read Curio but plan to, skip this excerpt if you don’t want to ruin a character reveal.
I was born of my father’s infidelity and my mother’s consumptive infatuation. I’m a bastard and a prostitute, crippled by agoraphobia…but I am beautiful. My deeper flaws seem to go unnoticed, cracks in the stained glass, lost amid the dazzling colors of the whole.
Had I not been beautiful, who knows what would have become of me. I might be as I am now, shut away in some garret with my projects and my view and my wine, but no woman would call on me, certainly none willing to pay for the luxury of sharing my bed. I might be forgotten, left in a cupboard to grow pale and soft and unmissed, unable to escape of my own volition.
Thanks for stopping by! Don’t forget to go check out all the other Six Sentence Sunday excerpts this week.
