And I thought I’d share.
There’s Nothing Romantic About Washing Dishes by Katrina Joyner
And for the record, this little ditty is also available at Barnes and Noble, Kindle, Kobo, and wherever else Smashwords distributes to. I think it’s also in some libraries for e-loan: check it out! Support your local library. =^-^=
“Take a good look,” the angel said. “Norms aren’t supposed to see any of this. You could be killed for less.”
“So why aren’t you killing me right now?”
“I couldn’t care less anymore what you see,” she replied. “So you’re seeing the inside of a personal air craft. What’s the big deal? After we get away, I might even teach you to drive it if you like. Watch yourself.” She turned, hitting a button, and the ramp closed with a sleek motion.
He felt the ground fall away as the craft lifted into the air. His stomach sank to his knees and his skin turned green. There was another chair next to hers. He sank into it stiffly, trying not to look as sick as he felt. Her eyes glanced over him in a dismissive manner; her entire focus was in guiding the strange craft through the sky.
“I’m afraid I’m not a very good driver,” she murmured apologetically. “I don’t get that much practice.”