May 26th excerpt:
“Alright, I got something, are you happy?” Jacob asked, sounding as flustered as he looked.
“Hmm…” Dean thought about it, then decided on “No.” He didn’t bother forcing Jacob to get anything else, but he did pinch off a piece of his burger. “I’m as big a fan of french fries as the next guy, but I’d hardly call it a balanced meal by any standards.”
March 20th excerpt:
With a quick grab, Sam nabbed the back of Jacob’s hoodie. It took one smooth motion to pull him out, dangling him like a kitten held by the back of its neck. Jacob’s feet were only over open air for a few seconds before he was lowered to the tabletop next to his aluminum foil cup, hitting the ground with a light thump that was inaudible to Dean.
Dean arched an eyebrow at Jacob. “You must really like french fries,” he drawled lazily, smirking at the sight of the bedraggled hunter standing down there.
Brothers Apart 