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
Happy St. Patrick's Day
