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Happy Saturday! It’s been a busy weekend already, and it’s only half over. My kids spent all day at a rehearsal for their play, and I had a rehearsal of my own. The fall concert is tonight! We’re playing a wide range of styles.

This week’s snippet is once again from my new release, Walking by Faith. Cat is a cellist, so here’s a bit about that. To get you in the mood, here’s something we’re playing tonight at the concert. This is “The Swan” from Saint-Saens’ Carnival of the Animals.

He tuned the instrument then sat for a moment, considering. Then he began to play. He started with the hymns from the church service, full of the solemn glory of the Easter celebration. When he finished, he paused to choose his next piece. He drew on his memory, recalling one of his favorite concerti, something he’d loved so much he could still play it without sheet music. The strains of Bach filled the house, and he closed his eyes as he immersed himself in the music.

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Happy Saturday! I hope everyone is doing well. We’re in the last push before the school show, and the kids are working hard.

Today has been a rough one. This week, a dear friend passed away. It was both sudden and not. We attended her service today, and there was an outpouring of love for her. She was a loving, kind person whose laugh illustrated her delight in the world around her. She will be missed.

In honor of her, my snippet today comes from my new release, Walking by Faith. This is a bit of reflection on Cat’s part. My apologies, it’s longer than 6 sentences.

It was overcast, but the air didn’t have the heavy feel of impending rain. July heat had given way to the slightly cooler August temperatures. Cat left his truck and trudged up the hill, the breeze stirring his hair. He found David’s stone easily, though he’d only been to visit it twice before—at the funeral and around a year later, when the grief was still fresh. He didn’t believe there was any reason to go; it was only a marker. David wasn’t even buried there. He’d been cremated, per his wishes and those of his family.

Cat sat down on the grass facing the stone. He had no idea what to say. He closed his eyes and pictured David’s loose curls, his blue eyes, and his dimpled smile. It seemed silly now, coming to talk to a dead person in a place that didn’t even house his body. Yet there he was, staring at the dates of his lover’s life and thinking about the frailty of his own.

Rainbow Snippets is a safe and welcoming space for LGBTQIA+ authors, readers, and bloggers to share 6 sentences each week from a work of fiction—published or in-progress—or a book recommendation. Feel free to join in!