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NEW RELEASE ALERT! ‘I FOUND MY HEART IN WEST VIRGINIA’ IS NOW AVAILABLE!

That’s right y’all, I have finally released ‘I Found My Heart In West Virginia’!!!! You can now purchase it on Kindle, although more links (Create Space, Amazon, B&N, Nook, Kobo) will come shortly. I do have a small blog tour planned beginning November 1st, but I wanted to announce this and give y’all a special sneak peek at the book that can only be found here, on this post. Check out this excerpt, and if you like what you read, head on over to the buy link below and get yourself a copy of the book!

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9cbd8694-fed8-4325-96c2-89a710069d03_zpsa70e8c39You could have knocked me over with a feather when that girl hugged me. I would have swore on almost anything that she would’ve given me the rough edge of her tongue instead. It was even more shocking since she actually touched me. Oh, I had looped my arm around her shoulders in the truck that one time, and laid my hand on her knee another, but she had seemed to dislike it, never initiating anything herself. She seemed different now. Maybe things had gone good for her back in New York. I’d find out soon enough, I was sure. Jace successfully kept himself from laughing at my obvious surprise at the embrace, substituting it for silent kissy faces he shot at me behind Shy’s back. I wasn’t going to ruin it by responding to his teasing, and he knew it. I was going to get that boy later.

 

Once Shy had given me my own cup of coffee we all sat around the dinning room table talking. “How’d things go in New York then?” I asked before taking my first sip, anxious to know.

 

“Good, and bad. The good news is that I’m going to get more child support like I had hoped. The bad news is that I have to wait a lot longer to get it.” She proceeded to tell me all the details about what went on in the court room, and I had a hoot over what the judge had said to her ex-husband.

 

“Well, I bet he felt about as happy as a cow goin’ to slaughter.” I joked. Shy laughed, and when she stopped she looked over at me. She had this strange look on her face and when she caught me looking back at her, she grinned. Oh Lord, I thought, what have I gotten myself into?

 

Jace chimed in, “That fella may not be worth a dime, but he sure is fun to mess with.” He got a little more serious now. “But tell you what, if I’d of caught him in that parking lot, out of sight, he’d be missing and I’d be in jail.” I couldn’t help but agree with Jace. This so-called ”man” never deserved so wonderful a woman, nor them great little kids. I couldn’t stand the jackass and I never even met him – and he better hope I never do.

 

After a good hour of conversation where nothing of importance happened, I stood up from the table. “Well, I’d love to sit around and talk all day, but I’ve gotta get some things done on my only day off this week.”

 

“Oh, you’re workin’ a lot then?” Shy asked, looking a little disappointed that I was leaving. Or was that just my imagination?

 

“Yeah. It’s tiring but I can use the overtime.”

 

“Oh, alright, well, you’re gonna have to let me thank you for the kindness you’ve done me at some point.” She insisted.

 

“Well, now, there is one thing you could…” I trailed off, allowing her to think what she would. If I were to be honest with myself, I’d have to say I liked making her mad at me. At this point, Jace got up and left the room with a smug expression on his face. That boy was always leaving just when things were getting good.

 

Shy stood up and put her hand on her hip. “Oh? And what would that be?”

 

Grinning, I said, “You could let me take you out next weekend.”

 

Shy looked a bit peeved. “Like as friends?” It was as though she hoped that’s what I meant. Why couldn’t I just leave well enough alone and answer with a lie- all I had to do was say yes and put this nonsense behind us! I didn’t want girl troubles anymore, remember?

 

I couldn’t even heed my own wisdom, however, because I ended up answering her with, “Well, actually, I was thinkin’ more like a date.”

 

Shy bit her bottom lip and shook her head softly. “No, Willy, I just can’t do that. I’m just, well, I mean…” she trailed off for a moment. “I’m just not ready. It’s complicated, and trust me when I say you don’t wanna get drawn into things. It’s better if we just stay friends.”

 

I pursed my lips up and took a deep breath. “Now look Shy, I understand that you’ve got a lot goin’ on and whatnot, but that’s alright. I don’t mind. Honestly, I don’t really know why, but I like ya girl. If you just keep on waitin’ for things to un-complicate themselves before you settle down again, or even start seein’ anyone, well, you’re gonna have to wait a real long time ’cause it’s always gonna be somethin’.”

 

Shy just shrugged her shoulders and stood there in silence while I silently cursed myself. You just had to jump into things, didn’t you? Couldn’t be happy with things the way they were, right? Oh no, you had to make it look like you did all of them nice things just to get with her. Well, ain’t it the truth? Ain’t that why you did it? You can pretend with her, but you damn sure can’t pretend with yourself.

 

Finally, Shy spoke, pulling me out of my inner fight. Her words were soft, but the meaning was firm. “Look, Willy, I really do appreciate all that you’ve done for me. You’re a very good friend, and I wouldn’t like to imagine my life without you in it now. But this is the way things are: I haven’t been divorced for very long, and my ex-husband, though a huge douche bag, was the only guy I had ever dated or been with. He was the only experience that I got to have with a man, and you should know as well as I do that it wasn’t a very good one. We can stand here and argue over the real reason, but that’s the one as far as I’m concerned. I’m not ready to put myself out there again just yet, and I hope you understand that.” She paused, and then with a deep breath she added, “But if it makes you feel any better, you’d be a shoe in if I was ready.”

 

I sighed, stood up, and looked down at her. She was standing fairly close, and I hadn’t realized until now just how small she really was. Her personality made her seem ten feet tall at times, but right now she looked vulnerable and tiny. I thought about what I was going to say before I said it. Something I should have been doing before, and something I should try to make a habit, so I could save myself some grief in the end. “Well, that don’t really make me feel any better about things, but I respect where you’re comin’ from. If you need time, you can have it, and I ain’t gonna hold it against ya none. I just wanna say something before we put this behind us.” Shy nodded for me to go ahead. “Now, I ain’t one of those sappy, romantic sort of fellas, but I want you to know that not all men are like your ex-husband. Heck, most of us ain’t that way. You just got yourself caught up in a bad thing, that’s all. If you were my woman, I’d treat ya the way you should of been treated all along. I don’t have much, but you’re welcome to anything I do. I don’t shirk my responsibilities, and I would of never left you alone with four kids to feed and tend to. I’d still be right here, and you’d be happy.” I finished my little speech with, “That’s all I’ve gotta say.”

Shy looked a bit misty eyed at all that I had said, and I was honestly surprised I said it. This girl did something to me though. I just wasn’t really sure what that something was.

 

 

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If you liked that passage, you’re gonna love the book! Check it out at the link below:

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