Ch 2.2 – Luke’s pov Rough Draft Fate knew how to make a man suffer. It wasn’t enough that Luke had sacrificed his pride nearly sprinting out of the nursing home. Or that he’d managed to get his mug in the paper, again, after rescuing his rascal-of-a-nephew from traffic. But now, it RH: who is it? Who wants him to replay his past? A bit more detail? wanted him to replay his past, everything he’d spent the past five years hiding from. Couldn’t the world just leave him alone? (Apparently not.) RH: Suggest deleting this. The previous sentence sets it up for the reader well. Luke stood at the window, cupping his (DELETE: microwaved,) lukewarm coffee, listening to the rain pellet the roof of his NPS office. Outside, the torrent […]
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