Miscellaneous Scenes from Writer's Block Exercises by DSDragon

Sparkword: Roadkill

"What's up?" Jaimee greeted on her way in the house one clear, July evening. She sniffed experimentally and spoke when the meaty aroma caught her nose. "Dinner smells good. What is it?"

"Venison steak," her brother Jesse answered with a grunt, obviously unimpressed by any of his sister's actions. "Dad hit a deer again."

"Well," Jaimee countered. "I feel real sorry for the poor beast--and maybe the car too--but at least we eat well tonight!" She flung her long, almost-black hair behind her as she sat next to her brother on a barstool at the kitchen island.