Betting Against the House

“You alright?” Travis glanced around the bare, grey cell, his mouth curling down.

Hunched against the far wall, arms wrapped herself, Rosie didn’t answer. When she turned her head, his stomach clenched at the shine in her eyes. She pushed off the wall and swung around, arms dropping to her sides, her eyes dry and shuttered, her face settled in familiar disdain.

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A Maguire

A Maguire

Writer, dreamer, developmental editor, book coach, farmer and mother.