Well I rocked writing words down. But the scene itself may need some tweaking. I tend to linger on introducing characters. So what should be a quick flat out "this is who I am" paragraph, turns out to be a chapter length of me introducing a character. May not be so bad if the rest of my book is equally as drawn out :P
Excerpt follows below.
When she returned with the muffins, and some freshly made coffee, she knew instantly something was wrong. Not only had the line for the check-in to the island stopped moving, but it had grown and circled the parking lot. Either the disease was spreading faster than they originally thought, or something had happened to Frank. She raced over to the check-in point, flashed her cheaply printed badge, and ran into the medical tent looking for him frantically. He was sitting down. He seemed to have stopped his work, but still had a smile on his face. She breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn’t be happy if he contracted the disease, surely he would feel death on his door if he had. But then he saw her, a young girl, of about 4 years, and she was hugging him around his neck. Such a sweet and tender moment and then she realized, he was set for death. His smile was a result of the price he paid for death. The price he paid to give this poor sick 4 year old angel one of the last hugs she would ever feel in her lifetime.
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