Well, we've reached the halfway point in NaNoWriMo and so far, I've managed my goal with 29,802 words written for what I believe will be a pretty cool sequel to Hoodoo Money. The title, BTW, is Mangroves and Monsters. It takes place on an island called Jacqueme Dominique somewhere in the vicinity of the Lesser Antilles, and will pick up with Charlie Cooper's quest to find out if supermodel Angeline St. Cyr is really dead. Romantic suspense, with a bit of Caribbean adventure thrown in this time around.
A few new actors wormed their way into the production, like I knew they would, but only a few get paid. And, boy, will they have to work for their money!
That's all I'm saying. But. . .drum roll, please. . .here's a snippet. Enjoy! And, as always, take care of yourselves. Keep reading - Sharon
Wounds heal in stages. Numb one day, ants crawling under your skin the next. Itchy in the sweltering heat; achy in the cold. Weird. Charlie Cooper scratched the seven-year old scar in his shoulder’s hollow where he took a knife’s blade during the botched kidnapping of one of his students.
Despite a Herculean effort by the police and Cooper’s good friend, Detective Sanderson Montgomery, The Sandman, poor Griffie MacDonald died anyway. A few months shy of his eighth birthday.
“Sorry, kid.” Cooper tugged off his New Orleans Zephyrs cap and tossed it in the bistro chair next to him. Sorry for what? Christ. That he had survived three days submerged in an abandoned well, and the kid didn’t? That he had this damn scar as a constant reminder he failed to save the boy?
That only a few years after Griffie’s abduction, still blinded by revenge, he couldn’t see what he had in Angeline St. Cyr?
Nearly five years passed since the auto-pedestrian accident that reportedly killed the supermodel — reportedly being the key word.