Here we are with Eight Sentence Sunday, a blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. My intent is to post as many Sunday’s as possible this year. I started off the year with a bang by missing one. That’s ok, it gets rid of my need to be perfect at this goal. A majority will suffice. Onto my post, the first eight sentences of Moon Murder.
“How did you manage to get the money for this hunk of junk anyways?”
“I am a highly intelligent implant named Genie, thank you!” If he was a human the sentence would have ended with a huff. Being a machine he got something inside of him to crackle instead, which gave much of the same effect.
“They gave me a pretty big discount if I was willing to give them feedback on how the personality and system worked.”
“But it wasn’t free?” I would never have gotten anything like that if it wasn’t free. Not if it involved surgery to install.
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