Here's a touch of snark from Diversion, with snarky narcotics agent Lucky Lucklighter:
Either Newbie had stupid moments, or a death wish, for he insisted on talking—to Lucky. "Pretty lady. Is she your sister?”
Bo stared over Lucky’s shoulder at a picture of Charlotte holding her oldest son. She’d been pregnant with the second at the time. What was he now? Eleven? Twelve? The woman desperately needed to send a new picture.
Lucky offered a challenging glare. “What if she’s my wife or girlfriend?”
Bo’s jaw dropped open before he snapped his mouth closed and attempted to hide blatant disbelief. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…”
“She’s my sister,” Lucky growled, flipping the picture face down. “Now, did you leave something on my desk?”
“Then would you mind getting the hell back to your own?”
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Thanks for joining in, Eden!ReplyDelete
I could hear the little whip cracking at the end. Nice.ReplyDelete
Marie, I'm so glad you're hosting Saturday Snark again! I missed it!ReplyDelete
Hi Holley! Lucky is the biggest smart-ass that I've ever written and I had a lot of fun with his and Bo's sniping at each other.
Fantastic stuff! I'm loving Lucky already! :DReplyDelete
LOL, that wasn't just a whip cracked there at the end... it was a bull whip!! This was great. :)ReplyDelete
Thanks, y'all! He was a whole lot of fun to write, and I'm planning two sequels with these two, at least.ReplyDelete
You could post most of Lucky's lines as snark. Love that guy, but I'm glad I don't have to cope with him before coffee!ReplyDelete
Yeah, I'd have a hard time dealing with him too!ReplyDelete