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Sweetwood Excerpt

Sweetwood Excerpt

Excerpt from  The Sweetwood Series, Book 2 Back at the hotel, Jacob headed straight for the shower knowing it was the only way to ensure his mother would leave him alone. Minutes later though, she was knocking at the door. “Darlin’? Jacob, honey, it’s your mother.” He...
The Way He Says Her Name

The Way He Says Her Name

It’s cold, but the wind has died down, so I decide to walk. I stick to the salty sidewalks and avoid ice patches. I want to reach out to my brother, Wes, so I take my phone out and send him a quick text: I did it. I went out, met strangers, and I survived! He...
The Pub

The Pub

The city bus in downtown Niagara Falls is quiet. Tourists take the casino buses. It’s just me, some teenagers and an elderly woman with her shopping basket on wheels. My nerves are in my throat; I swallow them, but it doesn’t work. The tension slides down...
Father and Daughter

Father and Daughter

  My dad, Gregory Finch, looks older than his forty-eight years. His hair has been a dark grey since I was eight, and he could give two shits about his clothes. His complexion is pale, his slight body hunched. Dad seems only to want to be forgotten, but I...