This story was written in memory of my mother. She
influenced parts of the story. I hope after you read the story, that you
appreciate the ending. I know my Mom is in Heaven looking down on me now. I
love you, Mom!
Blurb:
Sometimes light and love extinguish the darkness of
tragedy…
The heartache
of loss weighed heavy on Blythe Kenner. Blythe’s mother had been her best
friend, her confidant, her mentor. Now, she is alone. Or is she?
In steps
ex-boyfriend Garrett Richmond. Blythe dumped him with little explanation. His
feelings for her were so complete that they made her feel unworthy. She was
unsure if she’d ever be able to love someone so intently.
From the
tragedy of death, Garrett feels the need to help, comfort, and shelter the
woman who still held his heart captive. He knows she needs space after the loss
of her mother but he won’t stay away for long.
Will
Garrett’s daily check-ins rekindle feelings for him she thought had long since
passed or will his strength and kindness ignite the spark threatening to light
the fire again?
Excerpt:
With a wistful
sigh, she opened the door and froze in place.
Garrett
Richmond stood in all his handsome glory.
“What are you
doing here?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
He seemed to
study her, his gaze resting on her face. Oh, how she wished she’d never
answered the door. She looked like a train wreck and felt the same. Garrett, on
the other hand, looked impeccable in his three-piece suit.
“Your mother,
whom I liked immensely, just passed away. I couldn’t ignore that or you. I had
to see how you were.”
“I’m…,” she
stammered. A lump formed in her throat and she swallowed hard. “I’m okay. Just
dealing with funeral arrangements.”
“Are you sure?
No offense, but you look beat.”
She leaned her
head against the door. “I am tired. It’s hard to take care of all the
arrangements and what-not by yourself.”
“You’re not,
you know.”
Though his
stance was casual, hands in pockets, jingling change, his face was serious.
Garrett’s eyes were blue pools of emotions. His words echoed in her mind and
she found herself confused by their meaning.
“I’m not what?”
“Alone.” That
one word held so much promise and she almost believed it.
Author Bio:
I live in
South Central Pennsylvania with my wonderful, loving husband and my beautiful
daughter. I also have a son who is currently serving in the U.S. Navy. I have a
cat named Kolzig and a dog named Cede who allow us to live with them.
I love to write and read. I also make jewelry when the mood strikes. I'm a huge sports fan. I love football, NASCAR, and hockey. I'm also a bit of a game show freak. I love old game shows from the 70's and 80's like Match Game and $25,000 Pyramid. Television shows like Criminal Minds and Rizzoli and Isles are also favorites of mine.
I love to write and read. I also make jewelry when the mood strikes. I'm a huge sports fan. I love football, NASCAR, and hockey. I'm also a bit of a game show freak. I love old game shows from the 70's and 80's like Match Game and $25,000 Pyramid. Television shows like Criminal Minds and Rizzoli and Isles are also favorites of mine.
