*taps mic* Hi. I'm back :)

Hi everyone,

I'm back. Had some real life issues that kind of disrupted everything else (two sick cats, from different causes, at the same time) plus some ordinary insanity of Real Life (TM). But I'm back on my fandom stuff again, because--as the Tumblr meme had it---sometimes we need fantasy to survive the reality. :-)

Six Sentence Sunday

From my Happy Steve Bingo story, "By Stars Benign"

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Natasha’s gaze was quite serious. “You don’t know anything about him, Steve.”

This wasn’t quite as true as she believed—Steve had gone through the folder containing his tenant’s rental application (such as it was) and he knew the bare bones of the man’s story. He was a veteran, now working as a freelance photographer. He had come into an inheritance, which accounted for the year’s rent paid in advance. And apparently—Steve’s mouth quirked, remembering the grey tabby who had been so fascinated by his repair work on the sink—he had a cat. “He could be anyone,” she went on. “Maybe even Hydra, here to watch you.”