The morning sun rise pierced threw the window of his room though he had seen the same sunrise the same time the same place for year being away from it for so long made it feel alien to him. But it was Shadow his for lack of better term home.
Jayne get your lazy ass out of bed Mal said if you’re good and I mean real good I’ll let you smack the cows today
From the room next to Mal came a grumbling nonsense that could only be understood by some one that knew Jayne
errr....aaaaa ya Mal give me a sec
Both men swaggered into the kitchen
Old and rustic like it had been picked off old earth and dropped here fit for twenty since at any time half the hands were here to eat, drink after a day of work or to take care of injuries.
And their was 18 hands their choking down coffee
Man this is some gor.....
Before he could finish his remark a plastic cup flew into his head its thrower not even to look if she hit her target
I told you boys Jayne said you can you think it but don't say it then with a smirk not that it really maders, morning moon brain
She pushed her shot hair around her ear and look at him threw the corner of her eye said
Morning Mr. Taft
Gorrum women i told you thats not how its done
she jokeingly put her nose in the air and said I dont care then planted a long kiss on him rapping her arm around his neck
suprised your up after last night tonight you get to be on top
Gorrum it you two not before if had my coffee and a scotch
Common mal it’s been a year
Hey their few things in the verse I can get use to revers being hunted so they can be cured the core falling apart you and River just weird
Ya a match made in Hell
"Things change people change"
those words kept t dancing in his head they were his last words his Ma said to him before she did just a month or two ago. Shadow has a way to bluer the date and it was work
Mal stared looking river up in down she was a perfect example of how times had changed she wasn't screaming or knocking things over she
My constructive remark would be: Grammar.
Quote marks are a very good thing indeed, to separate narration from dialogue.
Punctuation separates sentences from each other to create little cells of coherent meaning.
Implement those and, maybe, people will be able to read this and look at the plot or anything you have your characters actually doing.
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