Welcome to Saturday Sample. Today I'll still be posting from Fortuna my romantic comedy. So far we know that Rocky has faked his death to enter the witness protection program. This scene is after Rocky's fake funeral. Aimee has gone home to Baltimore for a few weeks. She is thinking of how pleasant her life was now that all of the stress was gone when the phone rings.
Blurb:
Aimee Sherwood never dreamed that following her fiancé 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.
Excerpt:
She looked at the pattern made by the sun as it streamed
through the lace curtains in her bedroom window. So beautiful.
The bedside phone, an old-fashioned landline with a rotary dial
that her mother refused to get rid of, shrilled in her ear and sent her
heart racing. After what happened with Rocky, loud noises scared
her. It was probably Julie. Uh-oh. Hope she didn’t want to cancel.
“Hello?”
“Hey, hon, it’s me.”
“Hey, hon, it’s me.”
Rocky! Aimee gritted her teeth and clenched the receiver so
tightly her knuckles turned white. “Why are you calling here? The
FBI said no contact for at least six months.”
Rocky laughed in her ear. “We’re safe now, hon. Stop worrying.”
Aimee took deep breaths to calm herself and resisted the impulse to pound her pillow. “Dave told you not to come or call here. And don’t call me hon. It sounds tacky.”
“Oh, Dave’s just a pessimist. We’re fine. I called because I have some news for you.”
Aimee tossed her pillow into a chair on the other side of the room so she wouldn’t pound it. They were not fine. This was exactly the kind of thing the drug cartel would be watching for. Or was it? As far as she could tell, everybody had bought the government lie hook, line, and sinker.
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Rocky laughed in her ear. “We’re safe now, hon. Stop worrying.”
Aimee took deep breaths to calm herself and resisted the impulse to pound her pillow. “Dave told you not to come or call here. And don’t call me hon. It sounds tacky.”
“Oh, Dave’s just a pessimist. We’re fine. I called because I have some news for you.”
Aimee tossed her pillow into a chair on the other side of the room so she wouldn’t pound it. They were not fine. This was exactly the kind of thing the drug cartel would be watching for. Or was it? As far as she could tell, everybody had bought the government lie hook, line, and sinker.
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Today is the last day to get a free book from Wings ePress. Click on the link in the right side bar to get your free book. Why not get a copy of The Captain and the Cheerleader or The Welcome Inn?
