Welcome back to Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday, weekly Sunday hops where writers share 8–10 sentences from a book or WIP. The rules have now been relaxed to allow a few more sentences if merited, so long as they’re clearly indicated, to avoid the creative punctuation many of us have used to stay within the limit.
I’m now sharing snippets from the book formerly known as The Very Next, now entitled Movements in the Symphony of 1939. It was released in e-book format on March second, with a paperback edition to follow within a few months. The paperback edition will have a different cover.
Best friends Cinnimin and Sparky (real name Katherine) were on their way to their friend Quintina’s birthday party when new houseguest Urma Smart demanded they take her daughter Samantha. Urma began very angry when Cinni compared Sam’s very old-fashioned clothes to those of the Amish. In Urma’s mind, the Amish are heretics.
Mortez, Urma’s dark-haired, dark-eyed husband, looked up from Life magazine and began to stand up from the blue loveseat. “Urma, you’re not acting very Christian right now. You shouldn’t yell at a young girl and accuse her of things she never suggested because you read between non-existent lines. Samantha does dress a little out of fashion, and no one will know her at that birthday party. I agree she does need new friends, but you can’t force Cinnimin to bring her along.”
Urma glared at her husband, whom Cinni saw shrinking under her gaze. “Was anyone speaking to you?”
“Then kindly go back to reading and staying out of matters that don’t concern you. I did not go to so much trouble to win you back and marry you, against my parents’ wishes, just for you to dictate how I should and shouldn’t behave.”
The ten lines end there. A few more to finish the scene follow.
“Yes, my love.” Mortez sat back down and continued reading Life.
Cinni stared at Mortez. “Well, now we know who wears the pants in that marriage,” she whispered to Sparky. “I don’t think the man is the head of the household and superior to his wife, but he should have a backbone and not let his wife boss him around like that. Even Mrs. Seward ain’t that mean and cold to Mr. Seward when they fight.”