It's Six Sentence Sunday! This is my second six from my recent Halloween release, Bad Kitty. In this scene, Patrick is being conned...erm, convinced...to supervise his twin brother's Halloween party. Which turns out to be a pretty good thing, all in all. ;)
Patrick glanced down at the length of rope he held and wished it was his brother’s throat instead. Warm sun beat down on the back of his neck, dampening his skin with a fine mist of perspiration. It was the end of October, and fall weather in New England was far from predictable. How many more clear, sunny days like this would he get?
He took a deep breath, inhaling the familiar smell of tar overlaid with his brother’s eau de richy-rich cologne. “Why, exactly, is it you can’t handle your own damn party—again—and leave me to my damn roof?”