For September, I’m going to pull from my novel, The Lone Wolf, which was released last fall.
After her husband’s infidelities are revealed, Kasey Sanford just wants to rediscover who she is. After an abusive childhood and years as a career soldier, Andrew Adams just wants someone to tell him that he’s doing the right thing with his life. When their paths cross, Kasey and Andrew embark on a tumultuous journey that demonstrates just what they’re willing to do to save the ones they love.
Last week, Kasey and Andrew shared a look across a bookstore. This continues from where that left off.
For the next few days, my mind kept returning to the eyes of the man at the bookstore. Even after that quick glimpse, they still haunted me; that man haunted me. For some reason, I was simultaneously intrigued and put off. We’d never spoken to each other, never interacted, and all I had to go by was a glance, an overheard conversation. That was no reason to—to what? To think about someone? That’s all it was; no need to overreact. For God’s sake, I didn’t even know his name.
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