For today's Sunday Snippet I'm continuing a little bit further on from where I left off last week.
A medic came up and wrapped a blanket round his shoulders. Automatically he drew it round himself. The slight warmth it offered highlighted the cold that had seeped right into his bones. One part of his brain acknowledged it was reaction; shock. The other accepted a greater part of it was due to the rage still coursing through him and the need to remain and sound rational while in the company of the people here to help those involved.
He dug his free hand into his pocket and touched the small square box there.
So many dreams encompassed there, but never had he anticipated they would include shattered dreams.
“Are you hurt?” The voice came from somewhere far away, and Jim struggled to focus on the source.“Not physically,” he uttered in a voice devoid of emotion.
That's it for this week, :-) Thanks for coming by and you'll find lots more free-read snippets at Snippet Sunday
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