But the passage on page 7, 7 lines down, 7 lines long, is actually a pretty good snapshot of one of my characters. So here's a taste of The Last House in the Sky:
“Randy, put on some trousers. I can hear you being naked. You’re always too naked."
He reached down and adjusted himself. “I didn’t bring trousers. I brought a distraction.”
“Then put on your bed sheet.”
He sat up and checked the cell’s lone cot. It was an oak plank; no sheets, mattress or treat. “No. Give me yours. I didn’t want to come this south anyway; the climate disagrees with me.”
With good luck, you'll be seeing more of Randy soon. They've got to get out of that jail.