Saturday, July 20, 2013

A Few Lines from ... Kat Attalia

A few lines from China Blue, by Kat Attalia


At eight p.m., he drove to the camp. The dark skies overhead made it seem later than dusk. Just to make sure he covered his bases, he ran his Jeep off the road in a ravine deep enough to need a tow-truck to get out. By the time he reached her Craftsman house, he was soaked to the skin. Damn! He never thought a summer rain could be so freaking cold. A woman who fed the squirrels and birds would not turn her back on a stranded motorist. Would she?

He knocked on the door and waited. The air rumbled with a distant thunder. In the past decade, he had thought about her many times: The sad young girl with the magnificent eyes. So he wasn't prepared for the woman who opened the door. Her eyes were that same bright blue, but  the rest of her bore little resemblance to the skinny teenager in that  hospital bed. Her hair had grown back and fell below her shoulders in  thick black waves. Denim jeans molded long legs and a fitted tee shirt  revealed a hint of cleavage at the scoop neck. But her most striking feature was the rifle cradled in her arms.

http://www.amazon.com/China-Blue-ebook/dp/B00CYPPEU0/
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Please stop back next week for a few lines from Hazel Statham.

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