#my friend's suggestion that Anetra & Aura are autopsy techs was so absurd it turned out to be brilliant

[xenawarriorpillowprincess]

WIP Wednesday

sneak preview for chapter 5 of a willow cabin at your gate

(moi? getting on a semi-regular writing/posting schedule? no. that's actually not what's happening right now but I'm not shooting the messenger's gift horse in the mouth so. here we go.)

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Anetra dropped a five in the tip jar and didn’t make eye contact as she took her, in Aura’s words, ‘sad bitch breakfast’– an omelette with Swiss cheese and turkey bacon on a croissant, heavy on the hot sauce. The cart in front of the medical examiner’s office was, to date, the only one she had ever found in the city that had turkey bacon – cornering the market on people who spent too much time looking at the aftermaths of heart attacks.