Archive for September, 2013

Memories of summer

The past week reminded us in this part of the world that autumn has taken a grip on our days.  Rain pitched into our faces.  Wind tore at our clothes.  Dampness chilled us.  But summer’s memories remain strong, and remind us that autumn reigns only for a season. digital set one 085

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Beyond the Law

Over the past months I have posted excerpts from  from three of my novels, “Secrets of Hawking Manor”, “In Joy and in Sorrow”, and “Beyond the Breaking Point”.  I have finished an edit lately of “Beyond the Law”, another one of my novels and will post the first excerpt for your enjoyment below.

Chapter 1

Beyond the Law

Dawn had spread the first rays of light on the street where Marianne stood at the bus stop.  A light breeze gently massaged her blonde hair.  Her black eyes sparkled.  Her thoughts turned to William.  Her smile told of her feelings for him.  They had shared a late dinner the previous night.  She giggled thinking of how he had proposed to her, after the waiter had left them with her favorite dessert that William had ordered that morning to be sure the restaurant had it on hand.  “I just wish he would not work so hard,” she whispered.  “He is so driven to give me all the material blessings he thinks I desire, when all I care to have is him.”  Startled to hear nearby puffing she turned her head to see who approached.

A young man of slight built almost ran into the shelter of the bus stop.  His dress looked disheveled but expensive.  He nodded to her while sighing, as if glad to have reached the bus stop.  His eyes briefly searched her from head to foot .  He seemed unable to stand still for more than a second.  Soon Marianne wondered why he turned from side to side continually looking up and down the street and shuffling his feet, as if ready to sprint away any moment.Cadillac SUV

She touched the can of pepper spray she carried in her coat pocket.  William had given it to her and asked her to carry it with her.  Glad it lay concealed in her coat pocket she gripped it.  Maybe I should have taken William up on his offer last night to pick me up, she thought.  Watching the man out of the corner of her eye she didn’t see the Cadillac approaching from her left side.  It had pulled into the right lane a few dozen meters ahead of the shelter.  She heard the man beside her swear under his breath before she heard the shots and felt a searing sting at her temple.  She whispered, “William,” before thick darkness embraced her.  She did not see the man beside her dropping lifeless to the ground, nor did she hear the car speeding away.

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Listening to tourists chatter who visit here and marvel at the beauty they see in our area I wonder if it has all become common place to me.  Have the voices of daily tasks and news channels drowned out the songs of nature’s bounty?

So for September at least let me purpose to have eyes that see and ears that hear and a heart in tune with what is wholesome and beautiful in our world.                                 ca8ddad8_42538338037577e_446605050d424ef_4557674 23d2b108_22733219f3ddaa6_20946831fe4e7c9_2285362d5a642c6_2241412



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