#WIPpet Wednesday - Tabula Rasa (Grubs in His) #amwriting #lgbtqia
WIPpet numbers for 18th October, 2017:
(18x10)/17=11(rounded to a whole number) paragraphs
from Tabula Rasa
Another snippet from Tabula Rasa (Gray Fisher #2). I'm into the final quarter of the novel, and I’m still not entirely convinced I’ve nailed the ‘crime’ element. Hey-ho.
This novel follows on from The WAG and The Scoundrel, featuring two former undercover police officers, Gray Fisher and Rob Simpson-Stone. Their investigations relate to white-collar crimes (fraud, embezzlement, etc.), and there are also romantic relationship story arcs (however, not between Gray—who is gay, and Rob—who is straight).
This WIPpet snippet follows on from previous snippets. Rob’s with his grown-up niece, Lois; they’re spending the afternoon together. Lu (Lucas) is Rob’s son; Amber is Lois’s younger sister.
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While they hadn’t consciously made the decision to go to the park, they ended up there anyway, bypassing the playground, which was teeming with kids. Another bunch were playing football—Rob and Lois stopped abruptly when the ball flew past their faces. A boy of around seven or eight sprinted after it, puffing and panting, and then back again with the ball tucked under his arm.
“He reminds me of Lu,” Lois mused. “How’s he doing with his footy?”
“Not bad. His coordination’s still all over the place, but he’s getting there.”
Lois unlinked arms to buy ‘duck food’ from the vending machine. “I’m surprised you didn’t bring him with you.”
“He’s in school.”
She tutted. “Of course. I keep forgetting how old he is. I think he’ll always be four in my head.”
“I used to do that with you and Amber. I still tell people you’re twenty-one.”
“You won’t hear me complaining.”
“When you’re nearly thirty…” Rob teased.
“Hey! I’ve got another three years yet!” Lois went to bop him on the head with the bag of grubs, but he successfully dodged out of the way—the first time. The second, she hit the target. The bag popped. “Oops!” Giggling, she stretched on tiptoes. “One there,” she said and rubbed his head vigorously with her knuckles.
“Watch it, you,” Rob warned—not seriously. He was having too much fun to worry whether a few dried grubs had landed in his hair. To be on the safe side, he confiscated the bag and only gave it back when they reached the pond. “Incredible,” he said. He’d been coming to this park for thirty-five years, and the pond had always been exactly the same: murky green with a few flowerless waterlily plants, a fair bit of rubbish and way too many ducks.
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Heh, we have a pond exactly like that near us. The playground there has changed, but not the pond. Although we don't have any "duck food" vending machines.ReplyDelete
This is a lovely and gentle snippet.
Love the banter between these too.ReplyDelete
Love the snippet :) I know exactly how it feels when time just flies by. I am around Lois's age actually (turning 27 soon), but in my mind, I always feel 21 haha :)ReplyDelete
I hadn't realized Rob had a son! It makes me curious about how Lu fits into the story :)