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Saturday, May 27, 2017

Saturday Sample: Fortuna

Welcome to Saturday Sample. We've learned that Rocky bought some property in West Virginia. Aimee agrees to come to West Virginia even though the witness protection people told her not to have contact with him for months. Aimee's car broke down, and to her surprise Cade McCoy comes down the road riding a big horse. He by chance moved into the same neighborhood as Rocky and agrees to take her to Rocky's house where Aimee is anything but pleased at what she finds.  

Last Week

The bedrooms were no better, but the bathroom . . . There are no words,” Aimee whispered. She kicked the claw-foot tub and dislodged a rain of rust particles. They made a pretty pattern where they drifted across the dirty floor. What did the floor look like? Was it black and white? No, maybe gray and white, or maybe brown? “Rocky . . .

“Don’t worry, hon.” He patted her shoulder. “We have outside facilities. I told the contractor he’d need to work on the bathrooms first thing.” 

“No, he’ll need to shore up the entire thing first, or it’s going to fall down and kill us.” 

Cade’s eyes were full of laughter. “Hey, Rocky, where are the outside facilities?” 

This Week
“Look out the window.”

Aimee rushed to the window and looked out. She saw an outdoor shower with absolutely no way to conceal oneself. Not far away she saw a small, crooked hut. No! It couldn’t be. Her grandmother had told her of such things, but . . . “Is that hut an outhouse?”

Rocky nodded. “Uh-huh. It has two holes and some catalogues from 1955. You won’t even have to take a book with you.” He pursed his lips. “I don’t really know why they needed two holes. Maybe people in the country make communal bathroom visits.”

Aimee tried the deep breathing technique that usually calmed her. It had no effect whatsoever. She gripped the window frame, which of course had no glass in it. “We can’t live here. Besides the fact that the place is falling down and actually tilts to
one side, we don’t have a stick of furniture, a working bathroom or kitchen, or a bedroom fit to sleep in.” 

Aimee Sherwood never dreamed that following her fiancĂ© into the witness protection pro-gram would land her in a haunted house in a town that’s downright creepy. She’d have laughed if she had been told the guy who lives down the road might be her soul mate, not the man whose ring she’s wearing. Life in West Virginia is nothing like life in Los Angeles, but between bean ball battles with Marilyn Monroe, remodeling a crumbling farmhouse, and starting a new online business, life in the country is anything but boring.

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Join me here at the blog on Thursday, June 1 for the official release of Flood. There will be prizes and excerpts. Here's a blurb about Flood

Drawn together by their love of animals, Aria De Luca and Caleb Hawkins burn for each other. They never suspected that malignant forces around them were successfully plotting Caleb’s ruin from the moment he entered her life. When the flood of a century strikes Aria’s hometown, an alienated Caleb is all that stands between her and catastrophic loss.


Kim Magennis said...

Definitely not my idwa of an intimate little love-nest, Elaine. I would have been on the road by now!

Charmaine Gordon said...

Head for the hills. I've been begging you for weeks.

Nancy Gideon said...

I'd have been out the door from moment one! Holiday Inn, please, with hot guy with horse.