Thanks for stopping over for another Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday. It’s cold outside here and the perfect time to catch up on some reading or churn out some writing pages. I hope you enjoy this week’s snippet. This one again comes from one of my current works in progress that deals with a young boy, Sam, and his unique family history that he’s only now beginning to learn about. The snippet picks up after Sam’s harrowed bridge crossing and crash and the mysterious voice at the end of the tunnel, literally. I appreciate everyone who takes the time to stop and read and if you could leave a comment or two, all the better. Please make sure you check out all the great snippets over at the main site. They’re a talented group of writers who make the weekend a little more enjoyable by sharing their work.
“Who said that?”
Sam spun around and saw a small earthen tornado swirling behind him with the faint outline of a man trapped inside.
A dirt covered arm protruded from the vortex. “I got somethin’ for you.”
Sam heaved a rock at the mass, aiming for what he figured was the head, and shouted, “Leave me alone!”
The stone ricocheted inside the roiling dust storm and erupted back out, embedding into the ground between Sam’s legs.
“Glad to see ya got some fight in you.”
Sam pushed his legs along the ground to gain some distance and swore he could make out a cowboy hat on the figure’s head.
“Who are you?”
“Your dad sent me, dingus.”