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Sunday, May 28, 2023

Six on Sunday - LEFTOVER, a Sci-Fi Romance Novel

Six on Sunday - Six paragraphs from LEFTOVER, a sci-fi romance novel.

1. “This is Kirby Luka, badge number two-eight-two-eight-seven! We’re under attack! Requesting immediate evacuation!” Kirby glanced behind him where Taru was standing near the door. The sound of pounding made by the infected drillers and women on the other side rang loudly inside the room. Enough for those on the other end of the call to hear.

2. Kirby tried to point outward, only to be reminded he no longer had that ability with just a stump of an arm. Instead, he waved it at the man. “Brayton had it out for Taru as soon as he learned she was Gyra. How in the hell would she have been able to cause that outbreak? She was kept in isolation in a fucking shipping container the entire three weeks it took for Amswerth to deliver the females there. She had no contact with the other females. I took her from that hellish container to my cabin to recuperate. And right after that, Brayton confined us both to quarters. At no time did she leave my cabin.”

3. “There is a man to whom I owe my life. If it were not for him, I would not be here. In fact, he saved my life twice, and I have only been able to repay him once. I still owe him a life debt, and I intend to fulfill my obligation.” She cast Klo a crooked smile. “Now you may speak.”

4. “Yes.” Lifting her face, Taru took the rare step to make an additional comment. “In all honesty, Oromo, it took me some time to personally accept it, as well. I had a hard time making sense of the way he made me feel emotionally. Something about the way he handled himself, the way he treated me and spoke to me, and made certain I was fed and cleansed and allowed to heal… It was unlike anything I had ever encountered. What made it more incredible was the fact that he was a New Terran.”

5. “Don’t BS me, Taru. You and me…” He pointed to her, then himself. “This is serious between us. And you can’t tell me differently. I want to stay with you. And because you went to the trouble to have me rescued, I’m assuming you want to stay with me, too. Oh, yeah. That’s another story I need to hear.”

6. “My love, even if you offered to shuttle me to the medical center to have the regrowth done, I’d turn you down. I’ve seen guys who lost a hand or foot or limb and had the regrowth done. And soon after they were released, they’d leave the job, but I never knew why. Now I do. It’s because they could no longer function as they did before. And without that strength or agility, your days as a driller are over. No, let me have the mechanical arm, please.”

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