Deliverance: Chapter 2

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Hey again :) This is another great chapter! Your writing was just as clean as before, so I'm really glad about that. I thought your dialogue was also smooth. I do have a few suggestions though, if you don't mind.

In my opinion, there are parts that sound a little mushy. Not too bad, but personally I'd take them out.

Take this paragraph, for instance. It's the first time we get Arran's perspective.
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“We’ve got takers?” Arran asked, walking over to them. The second she saw Dallas, she stopped. He was exactly as she remembered him: slightly messy dark hair, mysterious green eyes, tall and thin. He wore the Death Valley t-shirt she knew so well, and had even worn herself several time. In her trance, she forgot what she was going to say next.
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For me, I couldn't help but think this was a pretty googly-eyed school girl reaction x). How she just stops dead in her tracks and has to take in his messy dark hair, mysterious green eyes... that T-shirt she used to wear... did I mention those mysterious green eyes? :P haha, just kidding. Not picking fun at it, but that's how it felt to me.

In your first chapter, you created this great suspense of 'Oh no, does Arran like still like him? Did she move on?' And in this paragraph alone, it's all too easy to tell that she's still head over heels for him. It would make it much more interesting if we didn't know her feelings, at least not yet. If that makes any sense x) Have Arran stop in her tracks, maybe falter a bit, but still leave it a mystery as to what's running through her mind right then. I think it's best you focus on Dallas's perspective, and leave hers a mystery.

here are some other lines that you might want to consider editing or removing due to mushiness
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“Dallas, we were going to stop somewhere for a late dinner, and it doesn’t look like anyone else is coming, so did you and Eric want to come with us?” She watched his expression carefully, looking for a sign he would say yes, daring to hope he was interested not only in the band, but in her as well.

“As hell.” He looked into her eyes. Something new was in her dark-eyed gaze since he had last seen her. He wasn’t exactly sure, but he thought it might be a touch of regret and sadness.

Dallas looked at the girl sitting across from him. Though he had scorned her, left her alone, and ignored her, she had still remembered him. “You are an anomaly. Your capacity for forgiveness is amazing. Even after how I treated you, you're still kind to me. You deserve far more than I believe God has created. The fact that I know that you never doubted me makes my horrid actions towards you even more terrible. I'm truly sorry that I ever hurt you,” he said in a low voice.

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Now, my favorite part ever is definitely these lines:

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He took it curiously. She had written, in a slightly formal yet jagged script, “keepmebreathless”. “Huh?” he mumbled through a mouthful of chicken sandwich.

“I changed my Skype name.”

“You don’t happen to remember mine?”

“I never deleted you.” She fixed those dark eyes on him again.

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for some reason, I thought the lines "I never deleted you" were really romantic. In a modern kind of way, you know? I thought it was really great. I think if you leave Arran's feelings a mystery up to this point, this would be a great way to find out that she was still into Dallas. Because as a reader, the line 'I never deleted you' just about translates in our minds as 'I still loved you' xP

Whew! Sorry for the long winded review x) Now that I'm done nitpicking, I gotta let you know how much I'm enjoying this so far ^_^ Excellent job! I can't wait to read more. I hope my reviews help, at least a little. Keep in touch!



Human minds are more full of mysteries than any written book and more changeable than the cloud shapes in the air.
— Louisa May Alcott