Six Sentence Sunday

*peeks in* Is my blog still in one piece? No one's hanging out on the roof waiting to be let in? No tigers in the bathroom or naked Chinese men in the trunk? No one needs bail money, right?!

Okay, good.

I left the Tripod and the girls in charge this weekend while I relaxed, so you know, it could happen. It's part of why I love them so. ;)

The Husbinator and I are still on mini-vacation. We're having a fabulous time. And I'm here for another round of Six Sentence Sunday. But first I have to share with you the news.

The Dean emailed me on Monday to tell me he needed to speak with me. Naturally, I panicked immediately. In my experience, it's never good when the Head Dude in Charge wants to speak to you. Trust me... I know. I got bored easily in high school, and, well, let's just say that I spent a lot of time in a tiny little cubicle in A-School after meeting with the Head Dude in Charge. But moving on!

I freaked out when I got that email, and immediately thought "holy crap!" He's going to tell me I missed a credit hour somewhere and I can't graduate, and then my entire life will be over and and and..." Yeah, it wasn't pretty.

At any rate, after flipping out, I found out it was actually good news. As of yesterday, I'm officially a graduate. And I did it in the top 2 percent of my class! Woohoo!

I just thought I'd share the happy before moving on to Six Sentence Sunday. :)

We're welcoming Arionna back this week for our six. This is from book 2 (Fall). Ari is having a bit of a tough time at this point in her journey, and so is Dace. Poor kids. Let's just say that things happen in Fade that aren't all rainbows and puppies. But then again, life is never always rainbows and puppies, is it? Sometimes it's great big, snarling dogs (or bulls, if you're me!) who chase you for blocks while you run, screaming like a girl and hoping you beat the storm clouds that are gathering overhead.

This is currently unedited, but I hope you enjoy it anyway!

       “It was just a dream,” I lied, just as I always did. I tried to smile. It was watery and false, but a smile nonetheless. I couldn’t put those nightly horrors to words. I’d tried once, and his pain had nearly crippled me. I didn’t try anymore.

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See you when I get back this afternoon! And, wifey, my cookies better not be missing!

A.K.M.