This post was written in response to Writing 101: Death to Adverbs. To avoid the use of adverbs I used Edit Minion (which was made by the people who brought us Write or Die). This part is linked to Serially Lost.
The Cailleach Bheur was active in the square today. People pulled and tugged on their cloaks.
Mouse shivered as he waited. He held his breath. His glance darting from person to person. It wouldn’t be long.
“Are you alright?” The woman’s eyes pierced his soul. “Where are your parents?”
“Off.” Mouse shrugged. He knew how to get rid of her. “Bartering.”
“Well, you’re shivering.” The woman slipped the cloak from her shoulders. “Take this.”
Mouse shook his head. “I don’t need no charity miss. I’m good as is.”
“It’s not charity. It’s a gift.”
Mouse didn’t see her move until the cloak wrapped him in its embrace.
“But how is it I can give it back? I don’t know you?”
“It’s a gift. Think of it as the return of something lost.”
Mouse shook his head. He opened his mouth but realized the woman was gone.
At least the cloak held back the winter wind.