2/3/2017 10 Comments Fast Fiction FridayWelcome back to Fast Fiction Friday! Share an excerpt of no more than Fifteen sentences from your family friendly book in the comment section below. Make sure to post a buy link—I want others to find your work! And one last thing…Share this post! If you share, I share, we all share, then we all have our samples read. My sample is from The Case of the Puppet Constable. Available for only 99 cents at Amazon. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01DG19DFW “Congratulations on a job well done, Constable Roskin.” Emmett turned at the deep baritone of Fortescue Cunning. The young fellow had recently received the title of Baron of Eure. Lucky bloke. Cunning sipped at a glass of sherry and Emmett’s collar tightened like a noose about his neck. Few in high society knew of his past, fewer still would dare to share it about the ton, but Cunning wasn’t one of them. He’d sell his mother’s soul to the devil if he thought he’d make a pence. Did he know? “Do tell me how you discovered Tyrrel’s involvement in stealing the Crusader’s Cross.” Emmett pointed a trembling finger in Hesper’s direction. Confidence, he needed to display more confidence. “Ah, so the self-absorbed Miss Rotherham brought the plot to your attention.” The statement held the hint of a question. Emmett swallowed and nodded. His lips quivered. “Aye.”
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2/3/2017 07:01:23 am
Next I tried out for Little League and am convinced to this day that the only reason I was picked for a team is that my best friend’s father was our manager. Growing up 12 miles from Fenway baseball was a very big deal in Lexington and I was determined to give it my best shot. Opening day was a major event with a parade through the center of town and players from all the teams lining both baselines (think opening day at Fenway for all its pomp and circumstance and you wouldn’t be far off). There is where it went from bad to worse. My shiny, new all-white uniform had arrived in the mail. I was so excited to try it on and then so sad when the pants did not fit. My late mother, in her infinite wisdom, decided (glad you are not here to read this Ma) she could fix them; so I let her give it a shot, but all she had was gray material to use. So what ended up happening was that 100 Little League baseball players lined the first and third baselines at the Center Field in Lexington, and 99 had perfectly pressed sparkling white uniform pants. I had white pants with a large gray patch directly in the center of the posterior. With a last name of Guernsey (rhymes with cow) and being rotund in places where I shouldn’t have been, the laughter and humiliation were complete.
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2/3/2017 08:32:27 am
THE DRAGON'S RING
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Rachel John
2/3/2017 09:15:41 am
This is from my 99 cent parody novella: A Zombie Love Story. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01LXGGUF0
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2/3/2017 09:42:26 am
Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/Missing-Lessons-Fiori-Peggy-McAloon/dp/0962779210/ref=sr_1_1?tag=geolinker-20&ie=UTF8
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Bethany Swafford
2/3/2017 09:51:08 am
A Chaotic Courtship by Bethany Swafford
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Bridget Burnett
2/3/2017 09:59:28 am
This is from U R Missing: Andrea's Story
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2/3/2017 10:19:53 am
This is from 'Forever Yours'
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2/3/2017 10:24:30 am
Thanks so much for your graciousness in opening up your blog.
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2/3/2017 11:39:40 am
The Countess Intrigue - a Sweet, Regency Romance
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2/3/2017 08:35:42 pm
Eve, First Matriarch
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