I’m new to this, but I’m participating in Six Sentence Sunday with a bunch of other awesome authors.
My six sentences are from my work in progress “Siren’s Song”.
Iona Killian didn’t have an ounce of it in her blood, not one square inch of it in her body and she wasn’t at all ashamed to admit it.
When she left home on that balmy June evening at the age of sixteen, her mother yelled out the screen door that she was a taker and always would be. Never mind any of the other sins that had been committed inside those walls for nearly four years before she broke free, being labeled a taker was all that mattered. A user and a taker. It was a hell of a badge to wear, but Iona knew that her mother was right and she didn’t apologize for it.