Another tidbit from my novel!
"Robert pursed his lips, saying nothing as he strode over to the water pump. He grabbed the bar of soap left in a bucket and began scrubbing at his hands. Tomlinson stood in silence as his friend tried to scour away his anger. Finally, Robert lifted the lever a few times and let the cool well water ride through his fingers. His huge hands cupped and scooped the fluid over his head, face, and neck as he tried to cleanse away the wrath he felt. When he turned back to Tomlinson, a calm expression dripped through the rivulets, but his eyes burned with fury. Tomlinson admired Robert's ability to clamp down his rage."
Copyright 2018 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
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