Well hopefully some of you read this month’s Flashpoint, out in stores now. Flashback will be out soon (you can pre-order here if you want to make my day). I have an excerpt from it for today’s blog post. Yes, it’s lazy of me to put up an excerpt, but in my defense, I’ve had one of those weeks that includes two broken down cars, a flat tire, soaring temps, a sky that is raining ashes from the American River fire getting ever closer, a kid who flew on an airplane without me to go to her college orientation (college! Holy smokes how did that happen??!!) and a very, very sick puppy.
So honestly, I feel like I’m doing good even getting the excerpt up.
Oh and did I mention I’m sleep deprived? Said daughter’s plane landed after midnight, didn’t get home and in bed until two, and then the @#$# cat decided to bat at my head at three.
In the morning.
And then the dog started in with the gagging noise at six. Yeah. That’s a lovely sound to wake up to. So the first person to look at me cross-eyed today gets a one way ticket to the doghouse where Alpha Man is currently residing just because.
So. Where was I? Ah, yes, the excerpt. With no further ado . . .
Aidan surfaced from a deep, deep sleep, aware that something had woken him, but not sure what. He opened his eyes into his dark bedroom, lit up in black and white by the faint glow of the moon slanting in through his horizontal blinds.
There, by his bed, stood an angel.
An angel in his t-shirt, in the same black and white swaths of moonlight as his room.
She was hurting, sad, scared . . . and why the hell hadn