[Tod] watched as a flyer landed above the road and a couple of men got out and began picking their way down the slope toward the captives.

“Any trouble?” one of the men asked.

“Just sniveling,” the woman answered.  “I think they’re all awake, though.  Not a bad haul.  That one’s a beauty–make a lovely catamite.”

Next week is Christmas day and Six Sentence Sunday is taking a break. I’ll go ahead and post a snippet, but it will be a short excerpt from my published book, Homecoming, about Roi’s first experience of winter solstice holidays.

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