Immediately following last week’s six sentences.

The need to be doing something drove her to hands and knees, and she dragged herself slowly away from the water. She gained a body length, and then another before she collided painfully with something sharp-edged, further scraping her sore jaw and narrowly missing an eye. Her hips collapsed sideways until she was half sitting, held up only by braced arms. After a moment she managed to rock back enough to raise one arm and examine the barrier.

Driftwood, she thought hazily. That should mean something.

Tourist Trap is now available from Barnes and Noble and from Amazon, in e-book, softcover or hardcover formats.

The scene from which these six sentences was taken is being put up on my website as the bits are posted here.