This week we will continue with another six sentences from Chapter 8.
From her position facing the rear of the room, Rita spotted a familiar face and swallowed her tea quickly. “Why hello. Fancy meeting you here.” She got up to kiss the cheek of a handsome slightly older man who was most definitely not her husband. “You remember Ellen, don’t you? Ellie, you remember my brother Henry?”
Not as action-packed as my usual choices, but trust me it's important. Be sure to visit the other talented authors who participate in Six Sentence Sunday.