Hello out there. All those collective thoughts must have reached Mother Nature. Spring is here! *happy dancing* I brought out my gardening tools and visited the nursery today. Tomorrow, pansies and hyacinth go in the ground. For those of you who are not passionate gardeners, I’m sorry. 🙂
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Another snippet from Rhythm, Smoke, Inc. 3:
“There’s a nasty strain of flu going around; did you have your shot this season?”
“No, I never get the flu, and the shot seemed a waste.”
“What about birth control?” he asked casually as he looked into her left ear, “do you know your prescription?”
Holly tilted her head to accommodate the light he held and mumbled, “No.”
“That’s okay; I can look it up. It might be the cause of your nausea if you’ve recently made a change.”
“I don’t take pills other than aspirin.”
“Diaphragm, patch, IUD, Depo shot?”
After she shook her head indicating no for each, he finally added weakly, “So, no birth control.” His gruff voice telegraphed his disapproval.
“No, but it’s highly unlikely that…” Her stomach lurched, and she felt the blood drain from her head.
“Dancing is a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire.”- George Bernard Shaw
Series Title: Smoke, Inc.
Working Blurb:
Marty Jones: I’ve got to be honest. I’ve always prided myself on my self-control. I even held it together when my wife, business partner, and the love of my life, died. But recently, I’ve felt myself unraveling, though I don’t know why. Smoke, Inc., the company Kit and I built together, is doing well. In fact, better than well since changing government policies offer new ways to make money.
Some opportunities are legal, others, the high paying jobs, are not. I’m dealing with it day by day, but being responsible for keeping the Smoke crew employed, paid, and alive, is taking its toll. I’m thirty-seven, feeling more like seventy three. I guess that’s why I signed up to participate in a charity dance-a-thon. Now all I need is a partner who knows how to shuffle her feet.
Holly Smith: I admit I have hermit tendencies. My two besties, and an almost aunt are the only three people standing between me and complete anonymity; but really, how many connections does a human being need? I work two or three jobs at a time to support my passion–remodeling my house. Right now I’m refreshing my kitchen, but the cost of new sink hardware has halted my project.
Lucky for me, Aunt Maxine ask for a favor. Her client needs a dance partner and she thought of me because, according to her, I can dance to the sound of two pennies bouncing on a floor. I’m not comfortable with being billed as one of Maxine’s Baby Doll escorts but it’s just a dance, and I’ll get paid enough to buy my fancy faucet, hopefully suffering nothing more than sore feet. What could go wrong?
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Oh …. that last line … i need to know more. Great snippet, Gem !
O I live that snippet from Rhythm. Can’t wait to get my hands on it.
Well I’m embarrassed. Of course I meant to say I “love” that snipped. Damned crooked, arthritis fingers.
Thank you, Shirley. As of now, my target release date is sometime in May.
Awesome cliff hanger, Gem. The possibilities add an interesting dimension to the story. So what will it be? Can’t wait to find out
Interesting jump from flu shot to birth control. One might question the purpose of his questions, mightn’t one?
The prior scene explains that she vomited uncontrollably after eating Church’s chili and ended up at the Smoke, Inc. all night clinic. The doc is trying to pin down possible reasons…
How delicious is this, I ask you? Write on, dear Gem.
Well, in such cases, one does tend to leap to THE conclusion. If not, I hope she’s not truly ill with some horrible disease (Although I will admit I got extremely ill after eating restaurant chili once myself, with no longer-lasting effects than two days of agony. LOL) Great scene!
Well, I don’t think it’s any of the reasons the doctor expected. Food poisoning? I hope they figure it out before she gets worse.
We’re not planting anything here yet. Still too cold. Though it’s supposed to warm up, in this part of Canada, our Victoria Day weekend in May is the big gardening weekend.
Uh oh, well that cliffhanger will sure keep us all reading! Well done excerpt…
Eeek! That sinking feeling . . . Great snippet.
Is this before or after the dance?
She certainly seems sick of something.
Oh man, I think she just figured out what’s going on… Great snippet, Gem, and congrats on the upcoming release.
This is such a tease. I want to know why the doctor’s (I assume) question affects her this way? Is she pregnant? Is he interested in taking her to bed?
Oh, that last line! What a great blurb, too. 🙂
Happy gardening season! We went to the nursery yesterday, too. My daffodils are blooming and the snowdrops are still in bloom. The rhubarb is through the ground, and the horseradish is starting to push sprouts through the dirt. I LOVE this time of year. Oh, the peepers are singing tonight…
Hope they figure out what’s wrong–great cliffhanger at the end!
Uh, oh. One can read all sorts of things into this conversation. What happened at the dance, I wonder?
Well….I think someone might be pregnant. Great excerpt.
I’m curious to more. Could she be pregnant? Or was she about to explain that she had no need for birth control and something else is going on.
Uh oh. Maybe not so certain.
Lots of questions hanging at the end of this snippet.