Showing posts with label Never Had A Chance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Never Had A Chance. Show all posts

Saturday, May 12, 2018

BEWARE THE JOKE #BlogABookScene #PrairieRosePublicaton @prairierosepub @rewnawomyn1



Mayday, Mayday!..the call for help, but how can you when you were fool enough to fall into the trap.
This months #BlogABookScene is all about being in a tight spot, needing help, danger, rescue, natural disaster, menace, hazard, risk, peril, threat, jeopardy, medical emergency, war, skirmish, battle, gunfight, sword fight. In Tom's case, from "Never Had A Chance"   published by Prairie Rose Publications, once he fell for the practical joke that turned deadly, he had to try to repair what happened, but he has no memory of any of the events. Does he need help!

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From "Never Had A Chance"


"Where you taking me?" Tom asked again.
"To see Mary, she's one of the special girls," Pete replied.
Slowly the two helped Tom up the steps, knocking on the door and walking backwards into the shadow. The two made it into the darkness just as the door opened. Light streaming out from the door outlined a young girl, a girl with curves and substance.
"You must be Mary," Tom said, looking into intelligent and curious brown eyes. "I'm supposed to see you." With those words, he grabbed at the girl, throwing his arms around her. Faintly he heard laughter and snickers behind him. Heard, but they were not registering. The only thing that registered was the feel of this young girl in his arms, with a figure made to be held. He bent his head taking her lips in a kiss.
As the kiss deepened, Tom wondered if this was how his brother–in–law felt when he kissed his sister. Tom gloried in the beauty of what was happening, then the realization hit him that this girl was not one of the 'ladies' as he'd been led to believe. He found himself quickly sobering up. Then this girl, whatever her name was, pushed against his chest. At the same time, Tom heard a man's voice calling, "Maria, who is it?"
Letting loose of her, Tom moved back, shame coloring his face. He pulled his hat from his head, lowering his eyes to the girl, "I'm sorry," he started when he heard the voices behind him.
"There the bastard is," Pete whispered.
"We'll get him this time," responded George, as the click of hammers reached Tom's ears.
Tom, at first confused, saw an older Spanish gentleman move toward the door, then realized the man was a target. Fear for the girl and the man completed his sobering process as he pushed her toward the man and, drawing his own gun, stepped in front of both.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" challenged Tom just as the two guns flashed out of the dark. He felt a double blow, but managed to get his own gun into play, firing at the flashes. He went to give chase, and managed to get down the first two steps when his right leg gave out.
"Damn, I've been taken for a sucker, and I don't…," Tom started saying, then his head hit the ground, bouncing off a rock, then nothing but darkness.

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 and
Western Fictioneers

Angela Raines - author: Where Love & History Meet
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Tuesday, April 24, 2018

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
For a list of Angela Raines Books: Here 
Photo and Poem: Click Here 
Angela Raines FaceBook: Click Here