Sunday Snippet: Yearly Vigil

Well… The Walking Dead returned with a killer episode. Holy zombies, so much happened. LOL I didn't know what to really expect and lowered my expectations but color me surprised by how incredible the episode ended up being. Although, why is no one talking about how Carol is pretty much responsible for wiping out a whole family? *grins* Not quite how it went down, of course, but something to ponder.

Forgot to mention The X-Files last week for my Monday night lineup. I, for one, have really been enjoying the six-episode run. Final ep airs tomorrow and I actually rather hope we'll see another six or eight episode arc in the future. Wouldn't mind seeing a few more familiar faces either.

The other Monday shows were suitably excellent. I'm staying interested in The Magicians and kind of love the various sides we're seeing. Also thrilled to see Lost Girl and Bitten. But I watch with sadness, knowing they're each in their final seasons.

Tuesday's The Flash ended up being terrific. I'm kind of amazed the earth two turned out so well. Looking forward to seeing more from that verse, if there is more. Also really want to see what the whole deal with Jay is. Agent Carter's final episode airs this week and the lead up to the finale turned out awesome. I really hope Peggy gets to punch Vernon in the face at least once. Twice would totally make the entire wait for a season three (if there is one) worth it.

Arrow continues to blow my mind. The whole tease at the beginning of the season with Oliver standing by a grave now has so many possibilities my brain hurts from thinking about them. LOL

Legends of Tomorrow keeps getting better and better. I'm thrilled with how the cast is being utilized and the way the teams are always mixed. Snart (or Snark as I like to call him) is a favorite and he keeps growing on me more and more.

Gotham and Agents of SHIELD return soon and I'm looking forward to both being back on my screen.

And, whew, that's it for television this week.

Tonight's post is from Yearly Vigil, another manuscript that originated with a prompt. In this case—a cemetery, one year later. I took the idea and ran with it.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Venessa Broyles makes a yearly vigil to the graveside of her former lover, Hamish Blesdale, where she runs into his best friend, Hogan Baird. What starts out as an awkward stroll down memory lane eventually brings two lonely souls together.

And a sneaky peek…

Venessa knelt in the wet grass, the rain a fitting companion for the anniversary of Hamish's death. She closed her eyes and said the Prayer for Lost Souls, her lips moving soundlessly with the comforting words. So will it be. Her eyes opened and a white rose entwined with a red bloom—the symbol of unity in brotherhood—rested atop the marker. The flowers hadn't been there when Venessa started the long prayer.

She lifted her gaze and scanned her surroundings, catching sight of a swatch of dark hair through the trees. Hogan. She hadn't seen him since a few days after the funeral. They barely acknowledged each other. Especially after they pretty much baited each other into grief sex. Both woke up the following morning full of remorse for trashing Hamish's memory.

But Hogan should be able to spend time with his friend.

Rising, Venessa took off in his direction, calling out. "Hogan."

He stopped, under the cover of the trees.

The rain picked up and soaked Venessa to the skin. "You could've stuck around. I'm done here." She waited a beat. "Or you could've at least mentioned you were here." Instead of being all stoic and silent.

Somber and unapproachable, Hogan shrugged. "Didn't want to intrude." His nostrils flared slightly.

Ah. Prayer. Words to the gods gave Hogan the heebie-jeebies like nails on a chalkboard did her. Venessa wondered if it would always be so awkward between them… after— no, she wouldn't think about their mistake again—now that Hamish was dead. Her heart twisted. She really liked Hogan. They'd hit it off and she'd have been happy to call him friend.

Probably not possible. Especially after… the thing she refused to think about. So, no, Venessa wouldn't be able to call Hogan a friend.

She shivered and not just because of the rain.

Seriously can't wait to finish this one up. I'm pleased with how it's all coming together.

And that's it for this week. Catch everyone on the flipside.

ML Skye