Hi there! Hope everyone's had a great week. It's hard to believe it's almost Friday!
For today's Christian Fiction Friday post, here is a snippet from chapter 8 of my next Kennedy Stern novel, since we're in the 8th month of the year.
She imagined screaming but was too petrified to make an actual sound. She pictured herself running behind the door so that when it swung open she would be partially concealed behind it. Her legs fastened to the ground like a slide on a microscope stage, held in place by unyielding metal clips. Her scream stuck between her throat and her mouth, closing off her trachea so she could hardly breathe.
She watched the door swing into her dorm, clutched her phone as if it could ward off an attack. Blood drained from her head to her limbs, which still refused to move.
“What are you standing in the middle of the room for?”
Kennedy’s breath whooshed out of her lungs like wind through the subway tunnel at the sight of her roommate. The paralyzing power of fear melted, and embarrassment heated her face. “Oh, you startled me, that’s all. I was just on the phone with my dad.”