"If her father woke to see Gwen rifling through the chest at the foot of his bed, hands filled with mother’s old lingerie, the sight alone would be enough to send him into a tirade that would not only raise mother from her grave but put Gwen into one as well. Then again, if the dead really did watch over the living, what Gwen was about to do would have already called her mother from the beyond."
I'm currently 506 words into this one. My goal for the next time I get to sit down with a clear head is to make my corrections to "Spark" so that I can start submitting it. Then I'll bounce back and forth between "Lottery" and "Diviner".
As always, thanks for reading and happy writing.