This is my first ever post for Six Sentence Sunday.  It’s the last six sentences from my current work in progress.  I like them and I hope you do too [image error]

       I slapped my knees and glared at her across the fire.  “What is it with you people and the bloody wind? I can read cards, I can see stuff in water, sometimes I even pull things out of nowhere, but the wind does not and never has, whispered anything to me.”

     Right as I finished my tirade, a black feather wafted down from the sky.  Laleh reached up, plucked it out of the air and smiled her most angelic smile at me.  “Perhaps Aishe, you simply have not listened closely enough.”