October 2017 Update
“…you’re the only thing in this house I really value.”
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Hider in the House. Episode 3
The next thing I knew, my face was kissing the counter and Thomas was bent over me, his hand at the base of my neck holding me there. I panicked. What was he going to do? Rape me? Slit my throat? Torture me? He’d seemed so…semi-normal. Hadn’t he?
Hider in the House. Episode 2
Her eyes narrowed. “What’s next? A strip search?”
He tamped down the mental image that question conjured. The woman was no stranger to working out. And there were some serious curves under those clothes. But he wasn’t a cretin. “Nice of you to offer. But you can keep your clothes on. For now.”
Life Without A Dog
I hope one day I see her again, prancing in heaven.
What Ever Happened to Kindness?
kindness or niceness is rarely dramatic. It doesn’t get ratings or attract attention. It’s too quiet and humble and good.
Inspirational Women: Shellie Blum – A Story of Survival, Determination and Triumph
Could you handle the murder of your father during your childhood? Surgery to repair a cleft palate? A broken neck and jaw at age 24? Numerous surgeries and hospitalizations. Lawsuits. Depression. Unemployment. Bar fights. A brutal beating outside a Hollywood nightclub. The choice to become a single mother. The birth…
Beta Readers
In the midst of her telling me what she liked, (the opening, the “dreamy” hero, the evil “best friend”) and that she couldn’t wait to read the rest, she said, “It sort of reminds me of books by Colleen Hoover.”
Waiting on God…AAA, and a Tow Truck
Thank you God for the reminder that when one opportunity passes us by it’s because you have something better in store for us.
I’m Trying to Sell BOOKS Here!
Is $10 per book unreasonable? That’s equivalent to two Venti white mochas at Starbucks. A movie in the theatre costs almost as much. But these senior citizens probably aren’t going to movies. Or buying white mochas.
White Roses in Winter – Meredith
That’s how Meredith thought of her almost-baby—as an angel who had appeared in her life for a short time to deliver a message.
Kendra Rose Huddleston, who died before she was born’s message to Meredith was simply, “Stop.”
