Hello Sunday Snippers 🙂
I’m brand new at this so I hope I’m doing everything right (aside from being late since I was gone all weekend). Here’s the first snippet from chapter 1 of Easier to Run.
Every day, I waited for my past to strike again. Not the good memories. They were long gone and buried. A faint hope that I held on to when the nightmares came and stole away my sanity. Something that happened far too often. No one could understand why I woke in a terror-induced panic. First, they looked at me with pity. But once I interrupted their sleep too often, it just turned to annoyance.
Every time I thought I regained some smidgen of control over my life, they struck again. They found a new way in and refused to let go.