Eight Sentence Sunday #18

I present to you Eight Sentence Sunday, a blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. This is some writing from the novel I’m writing for Camp NNWM: Conwomen.

Cho saw the old women she was to bless lying in the bed looking small and pale. There was no muscle on her bones as she hadn’t gotten out of the bed in a long time. Cho wondered if she could even help this woman. Was she dealing with old age as best as any person could?

“My name is Cho.” She held out her hand to the old woman.

The grandmothers face showed strain as she lifted her hand, but she did not let it stop her from finishing a greeting with the great Kashami.

“It is an honor.”

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