Blurb:
A dark night. A terrible tragedy. A buried secret.
On the night of her elopement, Julia witnesses a tragedy that spawns generations of secrets. For too long she's managed to remain silent. Only when Julia is unable to carry her burden any longer does she dare confess what she saw that one dark night decades ago…
Excerpt:
I picked up a few of the petals and inhaled. It was the same aroma as long ago. The memories washed over me. If I closed my eyes and thought back, I knew I’d see that night as if it were just happening. I’d hear all those sounds. The whippoorwill, the owl and our bodies coming together as Alex filled me with his seed. My eyes closed and I recalled his moans of passion.
“Oh God! Oh! God!” Alex groaned and slammed into me, not stopping until his body had gone still. He leaned down to kiss me. “I love you, Mrs. Harris.”
“I love you, Mr. Harris,” I replied. “And it’s too soon to use Mrs. Harris.”
“Of course, my dear.”
“I expect to hear that phrase being used a lot after we’re married.”
He chuckled. “You’re so adorable when you’re bossy.” He stood and slipped on his briefs.
I leaned back on my elbows and watched him. He was so handsome.
Alex picked up his trousers, inserted one leg at a time and pulled them up. “You keep looking as sexy as you are right now, I’m going to ravish you all over again.”
“If that’s supposed to scare me, it doesn’t.” I squeezed my breasts together and pinched my nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and pulled.
He groaned and licked his lips.
A loud crack rang out. I squealed and noticed a strange expression cross Alex’s face. His mouth formed a perfect O as our eyes met.
I watched in horror as Alex’s hands reached toward me and his knees buckled. From that moment on, things seemed to move in slow motion. His body swayed, ever so slightly, and blood seeped between the fingers of the hand he pressed against the wound in his stomach. I could see the crimson as it trickled down the back of his hand. Then he pitched forward and fell on top of me. My screams seemed to echo in the air as I held him. In seconds, everything had been turned upside down.
“Guuunnn,” Alex muttered.
My mind was numb. It hadn’t registered we were being robbed. I knew Alex kept a pistol in his boots. He had shown me how to use it, although I never thought I would have to pull the trigger. I reached toward his boot.
Blog owners two cents- This is a beautiful story of love, murder, and secrets. At first it was a little hard to follow but once you get the flow, it’s ok. The description is very well done. Bring you right into the book. I have to admit after reading the first couple chapters I saw part of the ending coming, but part was also a great twist.
