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Sunday Snippet, May 12, 2019

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year. This snippet skips a few lines from last week; Cara is locking up the house before going to bed.

A plaintive meow made her smile and she opened the door to find a familiar calico cat on the porch. She opened the screen and crouched down to pet her. “Did you come to say good night?”    

In answer, the cat invited herself into the house, and Cara laughed, closing the door and locking it.  She put down a dish of water and rubbed Harry’s ears and chin for a moment. “I have to admit, I won’t mind the company, but I’m going to go to bed. Mind your manners and no clawing of furniture.”

She gathered up the papers and put them in her attaché case, and closed up her laptop, tucking it in with them, and started up the stairs, turning out the light as she left the kitchen. 

Harry tagged along, trotting up the stairs with her as if she owned the place.

“Make yourself at home,” Cara said wryly.

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 5-11-2019

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Picking up from last week.

She nodded and rose.”I have something that will help until we can get you to a doctor. Meanwhile, eat. There’s lots more where that came from.” She frowned slightly.”When is the last time you two had a good meal?”

“Before we were kicked out,” Alex replied. “We didn’t have time to grab much, not that we had much anyhow.”

Kamrin nodded. “You two can stay here as long as you need to. Or want to,” she added. 

Alex swallowed hard and looked at Tommy who had turned to look at him. He was sure that the tears in Tommy’s eyes were mirrored in his own.

“Thank you,” Alex said, and Tommy turned to look at her.

“Yes, thank you,” he said, his voice hoarse. “For taking us in and… and for everything.”

“You’re more than welcome,” she said. She touched his shoulder gently. “Let me get something to help you with your breathing.”

She had just handed him a cup when the doorbell sounded. “Breathe the steam and drink the tea. I’ll be right back.” She paused in the doorway and smiled. “You’re safe, so don’t be afraid. It’s a friend.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, May 5, 2019

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year. This follows from last week’s snippet.

“No wonder he thinks he owns everything – or is entitled to it all.”

Jacob nodded. “And that’s why he wants this place so badly. Part of it, anyhow.  See, your ancestors were here first. They came here and built this place and claimed this area as theirs. And when the Blackthorns came along with their people, they refused to join in on the town or give up their land for it. That’s why the town limit borders your property.”

Cara frowned. “Why settle here? What is it about this spot?”

“Do you mean your ancestors?”

She nodded.

“That’s something you’ll have to figure out for yourself. I know Belle kept journals of her own, and restored ones that weren’t legible anymore.”

“But then why did Blackthorn settle here too? It seems like things weren’t really… friendly.”

“No, not really. Apparently Blackthorn’s ancestors and yours had a long history even before they came here. Your people came here to settle somewhere away from them, and they followed to harass them.”

Cara shook her head. “Apparently juvenile thug behavior didn’t just start in this decade.”

Jacob laughed. “Not just in this century either.”

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 5-4-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

Picking up a few lines from last week’s snippet from a neglected WiP. The boys have been stranded on a deserted street in a winter storm, turned away by a church shelter because they’re gay.  They’ve been rescued by a woman across the street who has bustled them off to a shower. Clean, warm, and dry, Tommy and Alex have followed their noses to the kitchen. This is unedited, so in the words of our fearless leader, “Squint.”

Skipping a few lines from last week. Alex has told Kamrin that he and Tommy were heading for a city [indecisive writer doesn’t know which one] in the hopes that it would be better than the small town they grew up in.

 

“Big city, small town. It only matters to small minds and you’ll find those everywhere.” She tilted her head as she looked at Tommy. “Are you all right?” she asked. “You seem flushed.”

“I’m fine.”

She shook her head. “Your breathing isn’t right.”

“He’s been sick,” Alex said. “But we can’t go to a hospital or clinic because they’ll want insurance or a way to pay.”

“Not necessarily.” She rose and moved around the table to crouch down beside Tommy. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m coughing some, that’s all.”

“And his chest hurts when he takes a deep breath and that’s what makes him cough,” Alex said.

She nodded and rose.”I have something that will help until we can get you to a doctor. Meanwhile, eat. There’s lots more where that came from.” She frowned slightly.”When is the last time you two had a good meal?”

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, April 28, 2019

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Jacob and Cara are discussing Belle’s will. (Belle was Cara’s grandmother.) Cara has been comparing the one she got from the attorney handling the estate with one kept in a safe at the house.

Talk turned to lighter things as they ate, and as they washed the dishes Jacob nodded toward the table. “What are you going to do about that?”

She sighed. “In the morning I’m calling the state’s Bar Association and asking for an investigation. And I’m going to go to the courthouse, to the Registrar of Wills and have them check to see which one they have on file.”

“And if they have the second one?”

“If they have the second one they had better produce the first one,” she replied, her voice cold. “I don’t think they’re going to stick their necks out and lose their cushy jobs to protect an unethical lawyer.”

“Probably not,” he agreed. “But they all pretty much owe their jobs to Jonas.”

“Is he likely to admit that he even had knowledge of the changes to the will?”

Jacob’s answer was a slow chuckle. “No, not likely. Not if he wants to hold onto the good will of the people. See, the Blackthorns settled this town. There’s been a Blackthorn as mayor ever since… well, since before it was officially incorporated as a town.”   

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 4-27-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

Picking up a few lines from last week’s snippet from a neglected WiP. The boys have been stranded on a deserted street in a winter storm, turned away by a church shelter because they’re gay.  They’ve been rescued by a woman across the street who has bustled them off to a shower. Clean, warm, and dry, Tommy and Alex have followed their noses to the kitchen. This is unedited, so in the words of our fearless leader, “Squint.”

“Is there anyone you want to call to let them know you’re all right? I have a couple pay as you go phones so they won’t be able to find you.”

They exchanged glances and shook their heads. “There’s no one. Our parents won’t care and neither will the rest of our families.”

“Friends?”

“They all turned against us too.”

She nodded. “Small town? Everyone went to the same school and same church and no one ever stepped outside the line?”

“Pretty much.”

“Westbrook’s not much better in some ways. But this place is a haven for those who don’t fit in.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, April 21, 2019

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Jacob and Cara are discussing Belle’s will. (Belle was Cara’s grandmother.) Cara has been comparing the one she got from the attorney handling the estate with one kept in a safe at the house.

 

“Is there anyone in this town who isn’t?” [In Jonas’s pocket.]

“A few. You. Me. Tamira. [Belle’s original lawyer]. Belle wasn’t. There are a few others in town that aren’t, but mostly because he hasn’t deemed them important enough to try to buy. Trouble is, they aren’t strong enough to cross him – if he wants them to look the other way they won’t see anything.”

Cara nodded, suddenly weary.

“Don’t worry,” Jacob told her. “We can handle anything he throws at us. He knows we can’t be bought. And he has no power here, or at the shop. And he won’t interfere. Belle was too well liked in this town – he knows he has to move carefully where things that involve her are concerned. He might have money and the power that it brings, but he also knows that he needs the goodwill of the people. Most don’t know what he’s really like, and he needs to keep it that way.”

She nodded, slightly relieved, but the coincidence of her grandmother’s death and the attorney’s attack by yellow jackets was just too much to ignore, although she couldn’t quite figure out how they were related or how Jonas was involved. 

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 4-20-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

Picking up a few lines from last week’s snippet from a neglected WiP. The boys have been stranded on a deserted street in a winter storm, turned away by a church shelter because they’re gay.  They’ve been rescued by a woman across the street who has bustled them off to a shower. Clean, warm, and dry, Tommy and Alex have followed their noses to the kitchen. This is unedited, so in the words of our fearless leader, “Squint.”

“So,” she said as she sat down. “You know my name. What are yours?” Deft hands dished spaghetti and passed plates as she spoke.

“I’m Alex Thomas, and this is Tommy Alexander.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Not your real names, I’m guessing?”

“Not… Not entirely. It’s our real first names but the last names… they’re sort of a tribute to each other.”

She nodded. “Eat,” she urged them, taking a bite from her own plate. “How long have you two been on the streets?”

“About a month. Tommy’s parents kicked him out when they found out he was gay and mine kicked us out when they found out we both were.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, April 14, 2019

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Jacob and Cara are discussing Belle’s will. (Belle was Cara’s grandmother.) Cara has been comparing the one she got from the attorney handling the estate with one kept in a safe at the house.

 

“The will was tampered with. And her signature was so badly forged a third grader could tell the difference.”

Jacob nodded. “Once she was gone they figured no one would know – Tamira and I wouldn’t be likely to see the new one and they figured you wouldn’t be familiar with her handwriting. They didn’t figure on you reading everything over – or comparing it to the original.”

“I don’t think he even knew I had the original.” She sat down and rubbed her forehead. “Even if they thought there was a copy here they wouldn’t have thought I’d have had time to find it.” She sighed and stared at the papers and computer. 

“How bad were the changes?”        

She shrugged. “The main part wasn’t touched. It was just the rider about what was to happen if I didn’t want to take possession, or if something happened to me before I created a will of my own. In the original, the shop and everything associated with it was to go to Tamira in the case of my turning it down, and the estate and everything associated with it was to go to you. In the revised version, if I don’t take control it all goes into a trust organization – one headed by Jonas Blackthorn.”

Jacob nodded, seemingly unperturbed by the news – and certainly not surprised. “I kinda suspected that Henry Rupert was in Jonas’ pocket,” he said.   

“Is there anyone in this town who isn’t?”

“A few. You. Me. Tamira. [Belle’s original lawyer*]. Belle wasn’t. There are a few others in town that aren’t, but mostly because he hasn’t deemed them important enough to try to buy. Trouble is, they aren’t strong enough to cross him – if he wants them to look the other way they won’t see anything.”

 

*I still haven’t named her.

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 4-13-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

Picking up a few lines from last week’s snippet from a neglected WiP. The boys have been stranded on a deserted street in a winter storm, turned away by a church shelter because they’re gay.  They’ve been rescued by a woman across the street who has bustled them off to a shower. Clean, warm, and dry, Tommy and Alex have followed their noses to the kitchen. This is unedited, so in the words of our fearless leader, “Squint.”

 

“Hungry?”

They nodded. 

“It’s nothing fancy, but I haven’t poisoned anyone yet. Help yourselves to coffee.  Or there’s hot water for tea or hot chocolate if you’d rather.”

“Thank you.” Alex stared at her for a moment. “We… We don’t have any way to repay you,” he said nervously.

“Who asked you to? Get your drinks and sit down.”

Hesitantly they obeyed, and she smiled as she put a bowl of spaghetti on the table, followed by a plate of bread sticks that she pulled from the oven.

“So,” she said as she sat down. “You know my name. What are yours?” Deft hands dished spaghetti and passed plates as she spoke.

 

 

 

 

 

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