Blurb:
The Time
of Your Life might slip away if you don’t watch out! Tales from deep
space, the open road, reality television, fantasy-academia, and contemporary
life are brought together in this collection.
In
Jessica Payseur’s Orbits, longtime friends-with-benefits meet unexpectedly
on a space station and finally sync their technology.
Warren’s
Peace by Emjay Haze, Duet by Megan McFerren and Val Prozorova,
and A Change is Gonna Come by Rob Rosen take the reader on the
road—via a Caribbean cruise ship, the railway system of France, and the
California Interstate, respectively.
A
happy home is the goal, but when Chad Brian Henry gives two happily married men
constant drooling and barking in the form of A Problem Called Travis, they
unhappily realize their aim may not be as true as they thought.
Two
authors invite us to weddings! Erzabet Bishop and Lynn Townsend each use humor
and surprise, found in the commonplace, to lead newlywed wives in First
Night and two grooms-to-be in Wedding March toward discovering
and remembering why they went to all this trouble in the first place.
The
Color of Magic, by Charles Payseur, lets us watch and learn with three
university students, who challenge authority to secure the future. In a more
typical college setting, a shy roommate and an outgoing roommate delight each
other with A Taste of What’s to Come, written by Samantha Luce.
Straight
off the small screen, Food Play Extreme, by Janelle Reston, serves a
platter of competition and confidence to three top chefs. And in D.C.
Juris’ A Good Bargain, age and experience is indeed a good match for youth
and beauty.
Don’t
ignore the ticking of that clock—it’s the time of your life!
Excerpt
from A Problem Called Travis:
Travis
barked. It was a high-pitched yip that grated on Brian’s nerves. The honeymoon
was over. The dog was pissing him off.
“No!”
Brian screamed and stomped off to the kitchen. Travis followed, prancing at his
heels and barking in frustration. He set the plate on the counter a little
harder than he meant to, too angry to bother eating while standing at the
counter like a fool because a pushy, stubborn ten-pound lump of fur wasn’t
satisfied with his own food. Leaving Travis to harass the kitchen island, Brian
sat back on the couch colorfully mumbling to himself. He only had one day a
week off from the shop most of the time, and he just wanted to enjoy a
little me time without having to constantly monitor the brat.
It
wasn’t just the food. It was the accumulation of tiny frustrations that built
up until Brian wanted to shove the mongrel into a sack full of rocks and toss
it in the lake. Housebreaking the dog so far had been a bust. The carpet was
starting to reek despite scrubbing it after every accident. They couldn’t keep
the trashcan by the sink where it was convenient. Instead it had to be hidden
in the pantry, away from persistent claws. And walking the mutt was a
nightmare. As affectionate as Travis was around people, he became a terror
around other dogs. Snarling and pulling at the leash with a strength that
bordered on supernatural any time another dog wandered into view. Brian hadn’t
realized how many fucking people owned dogs until he constantly found himself
hiding out in crevices between buildings or repeatedly crossing the street to
avoid another barkopolypse.
Just
let them sniff each other!
He’s
just shy!
You
need to let him socialize more!
He
was sick of the glib advice from people with dogs who knew how good they had it
and appreciated a life of constant attention and free food. How the hell was he
supposed to socialize the dog if Travis wanted to eat any furry face
he saw?
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