Work in Progress

I an in love with Your Little Sister. My poor main character, Lexus. She can’t even get a ride without CONFLICT.

I notice the car has pulled over to the side of the road in the emergency lane. Then it stops.

Thor is sitting there, just staring out the window. But his hands are gripping the wheel, and his knuckles are white.

The hazard lights come on automatically. They blink.

Blink, blink, blink.

“You have a problem with that, Thor? You going to lecture me too, claim that I don’t know what I am doing?”

Blink, blink, blink.

After a pause, he sighs and visibly relaxes. The car moves forward and he zips back into traffic.

“No ma’am.”

“You’re not going to tell me to be careful?”

“No ma’am. Careful is sometimes good, but you and I both know at the very center of your being, there is no careful. Careful is not a core option for you and I.”

I sit and look at the back of his head.

I want to ask him a million questions. But I have spent twenty years respecting his privacy, and he has always respected mine. Indeed, this is the most I have heard him say to me in one sitting beyond social niceties.

I sigh. In the end, I do not want to ask Thor any questions.

Because I am more than sure I do not want to know the answers. Not now.

Maybe not ever.

Here we find Lexus at near the end of the book, on her way to visit the Empress.

After her visit, she will never be the same. She will be forever changed, even more so than she is now. If you compare Lexus, at this snapshot, with Lexus, at the begining of the novel, she is a different person. Most of the difference is good. Some of the difference is so very bad. And now she will start the process of facing her inner demons at long last, even if the process unravels her sanity.

Even if it might kill her.

There are worse things than dying.

There are truths that should go unspoken.

There is resolution to conflict.

Can she catch the killer?

And if she pays the ulitmate price to do so, what happens to her afterwards?

What happens next?