“a splash of brick-brown fur and a dab of pink tongue”

I’m doing Camp Nanowrimo this June. Therefore I probably won’t have proper postings for the next thirty days, but in lieu of that: excerpts!

She could already see Molly-girl approaching, a splash of curly brick-brown fur and a dab of pink tongue bounding towards the bus. In anticipation, Maggie peeled off her gloves, stuffed them into her pockets and swung down the bus steps, picking up speed as she ran to meet the barking, wild-haired dog.