When Iwas a child my mother carried my sister and me to the public library every Friday after she got off work. I peromise you it eventually became the high point of our week. I'll always be grateful to my mother for instilling a love of books into me. If you enjoy reading, you can learn anything, and entertainment and escape from daily cares is only a book away.
I wish my mother knew I became an author. She'd be so proud of me! Unfortunately, she died at a young age long before I started writing. I'm trying to carry on the tradition with my grandson. This summer we're reading from the old Dick, Jane, and Sally readers. So far he's eager to learn, and I hope that never changes.
And speaking of writing, here is the prologue from my latest release A New Dream.
The red convertible cut a path through the moonlight, its headlights dancing along the arched limbs of the trees above the road.
“Oh, Matt, it’s such a beautiful night,” Stacey declared with a sigh. “I’m going to miss you when you leave tomorrow.”
Matt reached for her hand and brought it to his lips. “I’ll miss you too, but if I don’t report on time, I’m in trouble with the coach.”
“That’s what I get for falling in love with a pro football player,” Stacey teased, her blonde hair turned to frosted silver by the light of the full moon above them.
Matt squeezed her hand that wore his engagement ring. “It’s too late to back out now,” he teased. “You’re mine.”
“Mmm, do I like the sound of that!”
The car rounded a curve, and without warning a deer bounded across the road.
“Look out!” Stacey screamed.
Matt braked sharply to avoid the animal. The tires slid on a patch of loose gravel in the road, and he lost control of the convertible. It fishtailed and started to spin in the road.
Matt hauled the steering wheel to correct the slide, but it was useless. The car turned around once more and skidded backwards for a short distance before it charged off the road. It jumped a steep ditch and went airborne. All Matt could see was a blur of trees and darkness as the car careened into the woods. It made a lazy turn in the air and came to rest bottom side up.
The last thing he remembered was the sound of Stacey’s screams.
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