It’s just so tall. The wall, I mean. I had more faith then than I do now, and I’ve been over that thing twice.
They seemed sure, though. Dominic and Amos. Dom is an inventor – he’s so smart. He built this gun to shoot a rope for us to climb. Then he thought, hard; Rese was only eight, after all. He made climbing claws so even a girl could climb out.
He climbed first – he always goes first. He’s brave. I wanted to go next but Molly asked to; she was nervous.
It’s weird to think about her hanging in the air when the cops came instead of me. We weren’t friends, but we would have been eventually.
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Ah, starting to come into focus now. There’s an interesting kind of surreal detachedness here, as opposed to the heavy guilt and longing of Dom’s voice. Like it hasn’t really hit her yet? Or like she’s still in shock. I love the part about how they would have been friends.
Glad to hear that the contrast was evident – Rach definitely handles grief and stress different from her peers.
Hmm…I see the story starting to take shape. Great job!
Thank you muchly!
And more becomes clear! There’s a thoughtfulness to that last line that is poignant without being highly emotional.
Well done!
Thanks! I was worried about that line sounding almost too thoughtful at first, so I’m glad to know it resounded well.
The last line sweeps me away! It is taking a form and I can’t wait to read more.
Sweeping people away is my fave! I’m so happy that line really got people.
This voice isn’t as noticeable as the others, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. It’s different and that’s what matters.
Definitely not as distinct – Rach is just more normal than her friends, I guess 🙂