BLURB:
Malachi Blackfeather has
spent twenty years in the Army. Two of those years as a Vietnam POW. Now that
he's out, all he wants is some peace and quiet to figure out what to do with
the rest of his life. Between the flashbacks, and an over interest in sex that
is now being called sex addiction, finding his path isn't easy.
Kat is trying to escape an abusive marriage. Her soon to be ex is a master at manipulating the system, and her family thinks she should stay with him, "because no other man will want her". She's looking for escape in any form she can get it.
When they meet, sparks fly. Trapped by a blizzard, can two damaged people, who think there is no chance of love in the world for them, find each other, and survive an unforeseen circumstance that puts both of them in danger?
Mystery, romance, and danger, fill this novel, with a story that will draw you in and not let go.
Kat is trying to escape an abusive marriage. Her soon to be ex is a master at manipulating the system, and her family thinks she should stay with him, "because no other man will want her". She's looking for escape in any form she can get it.
When they meet, sparks fly. Trapped by a blizzard, can two damaged people, who think there is no chance of love in the world for them, find each other, and survive an unforeseen circumstance that puts both of them in danger?
Mystery, romance, and danger, fill this novel, with a story that will draw you in and not let go.
EXCERPT:
We stared at each other
until Johnny cleared his throat. The
back of her hand went down the side of my face.
She put the back of her hand to her face. Frowned, and then moved back to her place on
the floor. What had that meant?
The trooper cracked a
beer. Began telling us about a nudist
house party he’d broken up. Kat laughed,
stroked his ego with her voice. But her
gaze kept coming back to me, I’d look back and she’d shift her attention away,
then I’d catch her again. Did she want
me out of the room? Did her soul’s demon
want this new prospect? Did she even see
it as a demon? As something that had
taken the place of real feelings and human emotions--to the point they had to
be borrowed and stolen from others?
My third beer and the room
felt like the outdoors. Wind whistled
over the glass. I pulled the other
blankets out of the closet. Zipped my
coat. Johnny zipped his and pulled
gloves on. Stood up. At least not drunk.
“Going to my car,” he told
us, “Y’all welcome to come sit in the warmth.”
“Mine's got a full tank as
well. Gets too bad, we can sit in
it.” I grasped his hand, glad I’d gone
back for this man. “Thanks.”
“Smoke, before we’re in for
the night?”
I stepped outside with
him. The air felt as if it would
shatter. Amazingly, the lights were on
over in the restaurant. The sound of a
diesel engine running echoed over the parking lot. Johnny laughed.
“Guess I know where I’m
heading, find me a booth, and get some shut eye.”
Not a bad idea. At least warm--and hot food. He lit his Winston, I lit a Camel. We stood that way, two men, each scarred in
his own way by a shared experience that we hadn’t even realized was one. And Kat scarred by something, something
before her marriage.
“That little woman,” Johnny
said. “Ain’t none my business. But everyone said she’s a free spirit--born
after her time, shoulda been her age in the 60’s.” His blue-eyed gaze flashed to me, then
away. “Take the right kinda man to make
that kinda woman into a wife, but if you got any smarts, you’ll give it a
shot. The way you look at her, and the
way she looks back, yeah, the way of things brought you together for a
reason.” He dropped the butt in the snow
and took sure steps across the ice covered parking lot.
INTERVIEW:
First book you
remember making an indelible impression on you.
Dune by Frank Herbert
For some reason a lot of the themes and ideas and what it said about
humans stuck with me. There are a lot of
books that have influenced how and what I write, but Dune holds a special place
on my book shelf.
If you could only eat
one food the rest of your life, what would it be?
Wow, that’s a hard one to answer. Something that I wouldn’t get sick of, and I
can’t think of anything that if that was all I had to eat that I wouldn’t get
sick of pretty fast. Potatoes maybe,
since you can make the a number of different ways. As long as I had butter and sour cream and
some salt and pepper.
If you were a
shifter, what animal would you like to be?
A raccoon. They can
get into almost anything, people are afraid of them most of the time and they
are fierce fighters. And they are just
so darned cute!
Favorite season? Why?
Fall. I love the cool
crisp nights, and the feel of the sun on my face when there is a chill in the
air, not too cold and not too hot. The
smell of a fire and the scent of the leaves and the rain when you walk along a
country road are the best in the fall.
Best movie ever
made?
Cats. I love the
Broadway play, and when they made it into a movie then I could watch it and
have the music any time I wanted.
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