Friday, July 20, 2012

The Novel Begins

Red quarry tiles are hard; red quarry tiles are cold, especially if you are using them as a mattress. The ceramic sucked at his body heat right through the thin piece of foam beneath Ted’s back as he lay behind the counter of the vacant restaurant that he hoped would be reborn as his dream. He used a couple of hoodies as his pillow. He pulled the old army blanket up to his chin. He was totally exhausted, so despite his crude lair he fell asleep within minutes.