“Stay,” He whispered in my ear as he started unbuttoning the cardigan for me. It was intimate and he never acted that way around me before.
He sighs, not out of frustration, but something else. Finn removes his hand from my knee and I shiver. His touch left me warm and now I felt freezer-burnt. He sucks in his bottom lip, nibbles it slightly, and then lets it free again. “We have reason to believe that the attack on you and Juliet wasn’t random, but planned.” He says.
Get caught up before diving into chapter two: Hunted: Prologue HUNTED: Chapter One Two. Lennox Rose: Beep. Tap-tap. Snore? Beep. Click-Click. My eyes flutter open. I am in a dark room, lit by a small yellow light under a door to my left, and the moon glow from the window to my right. I … Continue reading HUNTED: Chapter Two
Fifteen years ago, as of yesterday, my father passed away. I know this like I know four is the answer to two plus two. The kind of fact that is deep rooted into your well being and hides there for all of time. For the last ten years or so I have been able to … Continue reading A Place in The Son
Mom said something to me that struck a chord. Her words hit me like a freight train headed west. She was talking about the support group she attends every week and how there is this fourteen year breast cancer surviver who attends as well. I have heard her mention the surviver before this conversation but … Continue reading Fear Never Leaves
Yesterday I told my mom that if she wanted too I could keep giving her sleeping pills and let her sleep her way through the rest of chemo. Making the joke, "wake me up when chemo ends..." Much like the famed Green Day song, "Wake Me Up When September Ends." I told my mom that … Continue reading Wake Me Up When Chemo Ends
His body was stone cold beside me. His eyes were shut as if he was asleep and dreaming, but I knew better. I traced the lines on his face with my pinky finger causing my blue nail polish to look vibrant against his pale skin. He felt soft and looked beautiful. I stopped crying an … Continue reading An excerpt from my book…
As most of you know, I do not spend very much time on Facebook. In fact if you tried to reach out to me via Facebook I am more then likely not going to respond to you because I won't have the time or energy to be on Facebook that long. I am not a … Continue reading Music That Makes You Think
Job loss. Been there and it is a tough battle to fight through. Death of a loved one. Unfortunately, I've been through this way to many times in my short 25 years. Apparently in 1970 there was a test done that rated the most stressful circumstancs a person could possible walk through and the leading … Continue reading The Most Stressful Things In Life
I am found once, twice, and once more Until I disappear,disappoint, and falter Eager to ignite a spark, a fire, rich and pure Open my heart, paranoid, and bleedout Spent like a bill, always yours, forevermore My eyes shut, uncoiled, and cold Death can come no sooner