EVER HEARD OF MUMMY BATS? #BlogABookScene #westernfiction

I wanted to share a scene that fits Halloween from my story "Chasing A Chance".  In this scene, Edwin is helping a young man deliver his fathers coffin to the rail station. They are confronted by a group of men who want to open the coffin.

Junior bristled, an angry retort forming. Edwin placed a placating hand on the young man's shoulder. "You're welcome to have a look, but I have to warn you the body's getting pretty ripe."

The man looked at Edwin, trying to decide if he was serious or fooling. There was also that hint of having seen him somewhere before. "Ken, take a peek," he ordered.

Junior almost came off the seat. Instead he gritted, "If you must, since some 'rock breaking' types like you killed him."

The air grew tense. Edwin realized Junior had said the one thing that could set off a powder keg. That some of these men were criminals was a real possibility, but if those same men took a notion, well, he and Junior, they'd be losers. Edwin was wishing he was carrying a gun now, but if he were, he would be perceived as a threat. This way, he might be able to talk the tension down.

"Can't blame him," Edwin nodded toward Junior, "hard thing to lose a father, let alone having to open the casket. How about I help Ken take his look, just in case some mummy bats come flying out?"

"What the hell you talking about?" Ken asked, his eyes puzzled and a bit scared. "There ain't no such thing as a mummy bat."

Edwin decided it might be best if he could keep the group off balance, so he continued with his story. "Well, there's some would say there's no such thing, but it's real, I can tell you that. When someone's died and left out in the elements like this man was, well the bats they just attach themselves, bury themselves right in. Over time, they die off, but if you open the box... well they just might naturally think it's time to come back to life. Why I've known some who could live in a casket for years."

While Edwin was talking, he could see most were skeptical, but a couple of the others looked to be turning green. Maybe he could get them scared enough, and some folks were mighty scared of bats, perhaps they'd leave without disturbing the dead. He liked Junior and didn't want things to get any worse.

"Okay," the man grinned at the story, then became serious. "While I admit some of the boys may have crossed the law, they're okay now. But bats? Where'd you get such a story?"

Edwin kept his face as blank as he could. "It's a tale that made the rounds in the war. Seems some of the bodies made noises and started moving. Then at night things started flying around and … and as you know, most stories do have an element of truth."

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Doris Gardner-McCraw -

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Colorado and Women's History

Member of National League of American Pen Women,

Women Writing the West,

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APRIL SHOWERS-NEW BEGINNINGS Blog A Book Scene

April Showers, the beginning of spring, new, rain and so much more. In this months #BlogABook Scene, I thought of new love, new beginnings. In the story "Never Had A Chance" the hero was wounded and lost his memory after a cruel trick that had him at the door of a proper young lady. Now, he is an invalid trying to piece the pieces of his life together. The proper young lady has other ideas for his future.

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Maria stared at the sky. Blue, a turquoise blue that appeared artificial. Clouds slowly traveled from north to south, covering and uncovering the golden light from the sun as she watched out the window. She was in the kitchen making the green corn fritters. With each step in the process, she remembered her mother showing her how they were made.

"I made these for your father, little one, when I decided to marry him."

"Did he want to marry you?" Maria had asked.

"No, it took a bit of persuading, but in the end he was glad he pursued me," her mother laughed.

"How did you know, and why green corn fritters?" Maria had wanted to know.

"I knew the minute I saw him that he was the one for me. And the fritters, they are an old family recipe, and if you make them with love, the one who eats them loves you back."

Join me again in May when the theme will be: Mayday! Mayday! Until then, happy reading and don't forget to check out all the other great snippets for March and #BlogABookScene.

Doris Gardner-McCraw

Author, Speaker, Historian-specializing in
Colorado and Women's History

Member of National League of American Pen Women,

Women Writing the West,

Pikes Peak Posse of the Westerners

Angela Raines - author: Where Love & History Meet

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Love Knows No Age #BlogABookScene

Continuing the February #blogabookscene theme of "all you need is love" is an excerpt from the novel "Chasing A Chance". This book had issues during its creation, not the least was the incorrect version being released. It was finally corrected and here is a brief scene in which the heroine, Mary, remembers the young man she knew before he went away to war and she married another. Edwin and Mary have reunited after all those years. 

Chasing A Chance:

 A slight breeze blew puffs of dust down the street. Mary enjoyed the early mornings as the sun shone on a new day. Perhaps it was just wishful thinking, but mornings gave her hope. She was surprised to see Edwin coming up the street. A picture of him doing the same thing all those years ago overlay the present. She started to frown, followed quickly by a smile. Edwin had only been in town for two days, and here she was acting like the young girl she'd been before life got in the way.

The ringing of the bell above the door brought a grinning Edwin inside. At the sight of Mary his eyes glowed. "You're just like the picture I've kept in my head of you," he said, reaching to pull her close.

Mary relaxed into the safety Edwin's arms offered. The years fell away, and she was the young girl who had believed in happy ever after, and the gift of friends. A weight lifted from her heart and mind, if only for a brief time.

Emboldened by Mary's reaction, Edwin blurted out, "Mary, come back to Kiowa Wells with me, let me take care of you," his chin resting against the hair at the top of her head. "You needn't work or have to worry anymore."

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Does love give second chances? Edwin Markham hopes so. He has loved Mary Winters, now the widow Mary Gilpin, since they were young. He has heard from a friend that Mary is in a town overrun by outlaws. Edwin leaves his business and heads out to help Mary. He finds more problems than he ever anticipated.

Join me next month when the theme will be 'Beware the Ides of March'. Until next time, happy reading and may your February be filled with fun, love, and lots of chocolate candy.

Doris Gardner-McCraw -

Author, Speaker, Historian-specializing in
Colorado and Women's History

Member of National League of American Pen Women,

Women Writing the West,

Pikes Peak Posse of the Westerners

Angela Raines - author: Where Love & History Meet

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#BlogaBookScene: "Gunvar's Gift"

I wanted to share a short scene from the recent "One Yuletide Knight", published by Prairie Rose Publications.

It is part of the 'Baby It's Cold Outside' #blogabookscene. In the story "Gunvar's Gift", my offering to this anthology, my hero has been betrayed and is now trying to find his nemesis. He is approached by two men, one he knows:

Excerpt:

       Out of the darkness and snow, Gerold watched the two men making their way toward him. He braced himself for battle, calling out, “Halt, come no further.”

The two stopped, and then Gerold heard laughter as one called out, “Is that anyway to greet an old friend?”

“I have no friends.”

“Come, come, don’t you recognize me?”

“Of course I do, Marcus, but...”

“I am your friend. We’ve been hunting you,” Marcus said as he moved forward.

“Yes, I know. I know you have been hunting me, but you won’t take me,” Gerold replied as he prepared to strike. “That is far enough and don’t try to keep me busy while your partner gets behind me.”

“Gerold, we are not going to take you, or harm you. We want to help you,” Marcus responded, stopping his forward movement. “The other man is Peder.”

“So, you’ve teamed with the enemy. Am I that valuable?”

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February’s Blog-a-Book-Scene theme: All You Need is Love

See you in February! Until then Happy Reading

Angela Raines

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Angela Raines is the pen name for Doris McCraw, author, historian specializing in Colorado and Women's History.