Six Sentence Sunday 5-15-11

Here's my six:

They came at night, without warning, professionally silent, disabling our security system, overriding our door locks, and moving around in the living room unnoticed.  I would never have awakened if one of them hadn’t bumped into something – probably the antique Chinese vase on a stand by the sofa – and muffled a curse.

“David?” I groped  for my husband, looking at him wide eyed. “Did you hear that,” I hissed. “I think there’s someone in the living room.” 

“Stay here. I’ll take care of it.”  

If you're keeping score, this comes from the same WiP as the last six I posted, although from another section, and is narrated by the woman narrating last week's six sentences, although in a different time. Enjoy! :D

My First Six Sentence Sunday!

The twitter-folk inform me that today is Six Sentence Sunday. Seems like as good a time as any to post some actual fiction. What follows is the first six sentences of my as yet untitled work-in-progress:

I was asleep, to begin with. My bed was soft and warm, the room was dark and soothing – as soothing as an improvised bedroom that had once been a high school history classroom could be, anyway. Posters that I’d never bothered to remove peeled slowly off of the walls, leaving greasy spots behind where adhesive gum had been. Some long-gone teacher’s desk still sat by the whiteboard, presumably stuffed full of worksheets, grade books, and uninspired term papers;  I’d never bothered to look. Taped to the desk’s surface, a picture of a smiling woman and a man I presumed was her smiling husband. I didn’t look at that picture often, not at all on a good day. 

That's my six! Feel free to comment, suggest, encourage, discourage, speculate, like, or dislike. Yes, you. :)