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@melwaverly.bsky.socialOct 9, 2026, 7:18 AM

From WIP 2 - Wishing You Knew

"oh, fuck," indeed.

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She gasped and shot upright, her eyes widening. For years she had done everything she could to erase the raid from her memory. Now she closed her eyes and held her breath, turning the memory over and over until a cold sweat prickled across her skin and nausea settled heavily in her stomach.
Oh, fuck.

Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, chapter 5
@melwaverly.bsky.socialOct 4, 2026, 11:54 AM

#LGBTQWriteAThon October 4 ***foreboding***

Apropos what my books might get banned for... here's Lake Ontario in all her (foreboding) glory.

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By the time it ended, she’d found a spot overlooking the lake and pulled over. For reasons she’d never quite understood, Lake Ontario had always brought her a sense of calm. Right now, she needed some of that serenity to plan their next steps.
      She put the car in park and waited.
      At first, neither of them spoke, both staring out at the foreboding lake. Jacqueline lost herself in its enormity, watching the dark grey waters stretch seemingly to the horizon.

Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, chapter 36
@melwaverly.bsky.socialOct 4, 2026, 10:24 AM

From WIP 2 - Wishing You Knew

I'm thinking Mr. Samson was wishing he knew about that morality clause...

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"We can, Mr. Samson," he said, producing a copy of the contract. "Your client—and girlfriend—has a morality clause.”

Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, chapter 47 (ish)
@melwaverly.bsky.socialOct 3, 2026, 12:33 PM

From WIP 2 - Wishing You Knew

As someone said the last time I shared this snip, "Someone get Shannon some flowers!" 🪻🌹🌷🌼💐

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Shannon rolled her shoulders and looked down the street for the bus. A flash of colour on the snowy sidewalk caught her eye. A bouquet of lavender roses lay discarded on the ground. She didn’t understand how someone could be so careless with something that took so much thought. 
As she stared at them, their petals broken and slowly scattering on the wind, she wondered what it would feel like to be the person someone bought flowers for—then immediately felt foolish at the thought.
Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, Chapter 37 (ish)
@melwaverly.bsky.socialOct 2, 2026, 11:02 AM

#SapphicLineShare **Mask**

She does get that a lot.

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Shannon caught the briefest flash of annoyance on Jacqueline’s face before it vanished behind her polished mask. If Shannon had blinked, she would’ve missed it.
“No, sorry—this is my cousin Cecilia from Montreal,” she answered before Jacqueline could. 
Jacqueline blinked, then, like a chameleon, changed her expression again. She turned to the man, her brow furrowed. “Je suis désolée. Je ne parle pas très bien anglais. Qu’est-ce que vous avez dit?” To Shannon’s ear, the French accent sounded flawless.
“Oh. Excusez-moi,” he said with a thick accent. He turned to Shannon as the official translator. “She looks remarkably like the singer Jacqueline Lamont.”
“Oui, merci. Bonne journée. Je n’ai pas envi de vous parler, celui-là. Que la foule est fatigante se soir!” Jacqueline added, biting back a laugh.
Shannon’s eyebrows rose. “She gets that a lot.”
Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, chapter 15
@melwaverly.bsky.socialOct 2, 2026, 10:50 AM

#lesficfri ***Glance***

Neither knows what the hell is going on anymore

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What the ever-loving fuck? Did she just say we’re—? 
Everyone was staring at Izzy. How long had Trevor been holding out his hand, waiting for her to shake it? She stole a glance at Julie. Her face was unreadable, but she looked like she’d been hit with a two-by-four.
Ditto, Weirdo.
Mel Waverly - These Words Remain Unsaid, chapter 38
@melwaverly.bsky.socialOct 1, 2026, 8:43 AM

From WIP 2 - Wishing You Knew

If only Jackie knew a nurse who can help with that injured hand 🤔

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The night before, Jacqueline had started moving Mary’s bedroom to the first floor. Rebecca had refused to help, and Jacqueline had no one else to ask. When she tried to move her mother’s bed frame, her hand caught and twisted, sending white-hot pain through her arm. She’d hissed an expletive, and the taste of soap in her mouth from the last time she’d sworn in her mother’s house came rushing back as a memory she’d sooner forget. She abandoned the attempt, deciding to try again the next day.

Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, Chapter 9
@melwaverly.bsky.socialSep 27, 2026, 10:47 AM

#SapphicMoon **a farmer**

Shannon grew up on a farm, which is about the best I've got.

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“I’m from near Peterborough. Lindsay, specifically.”
“I’ve been to Lindsay. Driven through, anyway,” Jacqueline said. “It’s beautiful in autumn.”
Shannon’s smile reached her eyes. “Yes, it is.”
“Do you miss it?”
Shannon shook her head. “No, I like Toronto. I spent most of my childhood wishing I lived in a bigger city instead of on a farm in the middle of nowhere.”
“You lived on a farm? I never would’ve guessed. You don’t seem like the type.”
The fact that Jacqueline had given her any thought at all sent a nervous thrill through Shannon.
“You’re right. I’m not.” She chuckled. “That’s why I’m in Toronto.”
Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, chapter 15
@melwaverly.bsky.socialSep 27, 2026, 10:31 AM

#lesficfri ***Happy***

Happy belated birthday, Ocean!

Shannon didn't know what kind of book she was reading on the bus!

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“I know. Naïve.” She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Anyway, a woman spotted me reading it, and we ended up talking for an hour. Turns out, it wasn’t the book that caught her attention. It was the sticker. She was part of this group of women who used to rewrite the endings, then sneak into bookstores and swap them out. They’d leave these stickers on the front so other women could find them.”
Jacqueline’s eyebrows rose. “Do they still do this?”
“Not any more,” Shannon said. “She said her wife—she called her her wife anyway—writes her own books now.” Shannon debated her next words, then took a sip of wine, borrowing a little courage from it before continuing. “I guess I wanted you to have this book because I think everyone deserves a happily ever after.”

Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, chapter 29
@melwaverly.bsky.socialSep 12, 2026, 7:25 AM

From WIP2 - Wishing You Knew

She didn't know 🛏️🤦🏼‍♀️

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Afterwards, Jacqueline led the way to Mary’s bedroom. “We’ll need to start with the bed.”
“Not that I’m opposed, but why’s that?” Shannon asked, stepping onto the landing.
Her gaze followed Jacqueline’s to see why. Wedged halfway through the door was the wooden bedframe. It was big, looked heavy, and blocked everything else.
“I see.” Shannon looked closer at the frame. She tilted her head, then turned to Jacqueline. “Why didn’t you just take it apart?”
Jacqueline blinked. “I…um…didn’t know I could.”
Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, chapter 10
@melwaverly.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 6:48 AM

From WIP 2 - Wishing You Knew

Shannon ❤️

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“Jackie,” Shannon said gently. “When was the last time you showered?”
Her expression changed to horror immediately.
“I’m not criticizing,” Shannon rushed on. “I just mean—when was the last time you had time to take care of yourself? You look exhausted.”
Jacqueline exhaled, relaxing her shoulders as she did. “I haven’t had a lot of time.”
Shannon put her hands on Jacqueline’s shoulders. “I know. But I’m here, and everything’s under control. So take the time now. You’ll feel better.”
Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, Chapter 21
@melwaverly.bsky.socialSep 7, 2026, 6:39 AM

From WIP 2 - Wishing You Knew

It's a yes!

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Jacqueline momentarily struggled to find her words as the world around her narrowed, everything fading away—everything that had happened, the fear, the anger, the ding of the elevator in the hall—until only she and Shannon remained. “I…um…I’m speechless.”
“Is that a yes?” Shannon whispered.
Jacqueline leaned in and nodded. “It’s a yes.”
Mel Waverly - Wishing You Knew, chapter 25