Hidden at the Edge
by Sparks In Shadow
This one has become a longer story. If this first part catches your interest and you find yourself wanting more, you can read the complete version here.
With trouble hot on our trail, I woke with another headache. Vince gazed out at the mountains like he was thinking of another woman.
“You want to fend for yourself?” I said, checking the gun under my pillow.
“What’s your problem?”
I raked fingers through my hair, staring at the latch on the door while cold wind blew through the cabin and grabbed me under the threadbare blanket. I rose, fully dressed, holding my gun.
“You’re always upset about something,” he said.
“And you hate women with brains.” Light reflected outside the other window as I crept closer to it. “Too bad you need ’em.”
The prompt was, “I woke with another headache,” from Julia.