I'm super excited to announce that Easley's local book store, Poor Richard's Book Sellers is going to begin stocking Second Chances on their shelves! It is just another step in fulfilling my dream of being an author that has finally happened. I can't express to everyone how I feel so blessed to be able to reaching my dream. Nor to thank each of you enough for helping to make it happen and for your support!
Here's a small piece of flash fiction that I wrote titled "The Cowboy". For those you may wonder what flash fiction is- it's a small piece of fiction that typically consists of 500-1000 words. It doesn't really have a beginning/middle/end like a novel, but is the story in and of itself. I hope you enjoy.
Tired and weary, the Cowboy stood on the nearby hilltop that overlooked the ranch below. The sun was just starting to rise above the horizon behind him. This allowed him to have a good view of the valley below, but would cause enough of a glare to keep anyone from seeing him. His clothes were dusty and torn, but when he took his hat to wipe the sweat from his brow, staring back at him was the old faded picture of his dear Savannah. The picture was torn and the face was barely visible anymore. Even though he stared at it for several minutes, the cowboy didn’t need the picture, because he could see Savannah’s face every time he shut his eyes. He could see the way her eyes always seemed to be looking down into his soul and the way that her smile could lighten up a room brighter than any Sun.
It had been just over two years since he was recruited to ride with the Texas Rangers and unable to return to his lovely Savannah. Asking the picture for advice, he said, “Do I run down there and tell you how much I love you? Do I turn and walk away, because you may have moved on while I was gone? Will you still want to marry me after saying yes to my proposal the day I left?”
Movement coming from the house below caught his attention and he quickly looked back down from the hill. It was Savannah. He could tell that she looked a couple years older, and that tending to the ranch’s cattle alone had taken a physical toll on her. Even with that, she was still the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. “What a hard life you’ve had to have lived and what a jerk I am to have not been here for you when times got hard”, he questioned the picture again. He watched Savannah as she made her way around the house. She placed a bowl of water on the porch for her dog, and then grabbed a couple eggs out of the chicken coop before heading back inside. The cowboy gathered his muster and convinced himself that regardless of what he did when he got down there- he knew he had to get there first! Standing there asking an image of his love what he should do wasn’t going to help him any. He slowly mounted his horse and carefully navigated the rough terrain down the hill.
It wasn’t long before the dog heard him approaching and began barking in anticipation. As soon as Savannah heard the commotion, she grabbed the loaded shotgun her father had kept above the mantle and ran out on the porch afraid that the rustlers were returning to steal the cattle she fought to take care of. She had the gun aimed in the direction the dog was barking as the lonely lone cowboy came into view. Instantly, Savannah knew by the posture of the person riding the horse that her prayers had been answered, and her cowboy was finally returning home alive. Savannah took two steps off the porch and began running as fast as she could towards the man that was to be her future husband; dropping her daddy’s shotgun along the way.
The cowboy didn’t dismount the horse and run towards her as she had him. Instead, he kept the steed at the same slow pace that he had since leaving the hill until he stopped several yards from her. His heart ached to hold her in his arms again.
Savannah stopped when the cowboy did, leaving her close enough to now get a good look at him. She saw that he had faded crimson stains on the left arm of his shirt, and his face was now scarred from wounds he’d suffered during his many manhunts with the Rangers. None of that mattered to her. When she looked at him, all she saw was the man of her dreams and the cowboy that she loved so dearly.
As the cowboy finally got to the ground, he dropped and turned his head to hide the scar. Savannah slowly finished walking to him. When she was merely inches from him, she reached up and lifted his chin until she was looking straight into his eyes. She moved her hand to gently trace the scar on his face. When her finger was finished running the entire length from right below his left eye down to his neck, she cupped his face in both hands. “I love you”, she softly whispered as she led the cowboy home. Her cowboy.
Logan McPherson- Hope's Choice
Logan was born and grew up living in a small town nestled in the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. As a child, he was always the one that other kids in his school made fun of; a true social outcast. As awkward as he was, he was able to convince one of the most popular girls in school to be his friend mostly because her grandmother lived next door to his family. Logan didn't care that she insisted that he keep it a secret as long as he had someone to call his friend when they weren't in school.
By the time they reached high school, his feelings of friendship towards his one and only friend, quickly escalated into much more. However, it took her a bit longer to realize what she had right in front of her.
Once they were finally a couple, he was absolutely certain that she was going to be the one that he would spend the rest of his life with. Unfortunately, he was left devastated and broken hearted when she unexpectedly moved away; never giving him any explanation as to why. Leaving him with the opinion of he'd loved completely and wholly once, but it didn't work out. To him, it managed to undo all of the confidence she had managed to help him achieve. He was too blinded by the pain of losing her to realize how far from the truth that really was.
Now, he currently runs an old hardware store that has been in his family for multiple generations. Growing up, he rebelled the best he could against ever taking over the family business. However, life didn't share his opinion. When his father was diagnosed with cancer, he stepped up to the challenge and did what anyone should. Without any hesitation, he immediately started running the store. A short six months later, his father lost his battle with the disease. Logan's world further crumbled when he found out that his mother had Alzheimer's disease; passing away not even two years later.
With his parents gone and still a social misfit in many ways, Logan spent all of the years since the love of his life left trying to shut out that time in his life. He buried himself in his work and the one friend that he knew would never leave him, Timber his Siberian Husky. Finally he was able to reach a point where he felt content in life, but when her father dies and she returns home for his funeral... how will he handle seeing her again?
It’s another sizzling day in Birchwood, a small town nestled in the Smoky Mountains of East Tennessee. The whole town is all a buzz in preparation for the local Independence Festival. Nothing is out of the ordinary for Logan McPherson, the owner of a small hardware store that was passed down in his family. Well, nothing until after he opens his store and finds out the sad news that one of his customers, John Thompson, has died. Suddenly everything starts spiraling out of control when the already horrible news is complicated even further when he learns that also means that John’s daughter, Hope, will be returning for her father’s funeral.
Logan has spent the last 17 years of his life trying to force out the memories of her since she moved away without letting him know where she was or that she was alright. As a young boy, he had fallen in love with her and fallen hard. He loved her like he had loved no other. Now after all these years, he was finally comfortable with the fact that it hadn’t been meant for the two of them to spend their lives together and focused solely on running his store. Now, out of nowhere, they were going to be face to face again. He quickly makes up his mind to not let her back into his life, but what Logan doesn’t know is that Hope has other plans.
Will he be able to resist her like he thinks he will? Or will he find out how naïve he is with her getting help from her daughter?
Hope’s Choice is a story of two people, who are completely in love with each other, and how the choices they make can end up with consequences that neither of them are able to accept. Can a love that was once considered to be lost forever be found again? Can they forgive each other? Or most of all, can they forgive themselves?