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The following is a list of all entries from the Winter Rain category.
Chapter 9 coming
Filed in Winter Rain, Dec 16, 2009, 13:11Hi all, My schedule for the next 6 months is getting rather packed, as I finally know what I’m doing with a commercial Mac product I’m writing, and I’m going to need a lot of time for it. As a result, I’m going to change the way I do things with Winter Rain. Rather than try to [...]
Winter Rain, part 77
Filed in Winter Rain, Dec 2, 2009, 05:15He watches me quietly, his hand resting on my leg. I hold his gaze while I consider his offer, one I absolutely cannot accept. No matter how much I want to trust him. I know my duty. “I’m sorry, Sir,” I breathe, shaking my head. I pull away, and his smile drops. “I can’t . . . . “I can’t . . . . “I just can’t. I’m [...]
Winter Rain, part 76
Filed in Winter Rain, Nov 24, 2009, 16:14My heart thumps in my chest, as I strain to hold his gaze. Fuck. What am I supposed to do now? Why isn’t he just throwing me out. What’s he after? And what can I tell him that won’t make things worse? Fuck! Why did I let Eoin pull me into lying about what happened. What the hell [...]
Winter Rain, part 75
Filed in Winter Rain, Nov 9, 2009, 01:03I limp silently down the hallway, behind him—in the opposite direction from which he came. Back toward the main entrance, unless I’ve gotten completely turned around. Is he throwing me out? He has to be throwing me out. But if he’s letting Brennan stay . . . . He stops abruptly at a heavy, oaken door—almost back to the [...]
Winter Rain, part 74
Filed in Winter Rain, Apr 20, 2009, 09:14Chapter 8 Eoin re-enters the kitchen, rifling through a small white box cradled in one arm. A rust-spotted metal lid bobs raspily up and down against its hinges with his stride. “I think we’ll have to wrap the whole thing,” he says, without looking up, “nothing in here big enough to cover it all.” “That’s fine,” I reply [...]
Winter Rain, part 73
Filed in Winter Rain, Apr 6, 2009, 05:19I open my mouth to say . . . something, and he immediately starts moving again. He scowls at me, then turns and heads along the counter toward the back wall of the kitchen. “I’m so sorry, Eoin . . . about earlier. I . . . ” He doesn’t even acknowledge me. He stops near the stove and pulls open a drawer with a loud clattering of silverware, and [...]
Winter Rain, part 72
Filed in Winter Rain, Mar 31, 2009, 01:55The kitchen is deserted as I enter. Garvey hangs back, looking in from the cold, but seems unwilling to pass while I fill the doorway. I hop a little further inside and lean back, shifting half my weight into my arm—not the damaged leg—to hold the door open. Pain shoots up from my knuckles and [...]
