EXCERPT #1
“You did that on purpose,” Troy accused, looking up from where he knelt on hands and knees to look under the sofa for more cardboard.
She gave him her best wide-eyed “who, me?” look, and blinked lovingly at him.
“I know you like to play,” he told her. “I saw you in the yard that day. There’s got to be something you’ll play with.”
Ho-hum. She stretched, and yawned in his face.
Finally one day Troy came into the house with a satisfied grin on his face. “I’ve got it!” He dug in his pocket, and pulled out a slim cylinder. “You’re a tough nut to crack, but I bet this one does it.”
He held the gizmo in his hand, and suddenly a small red light appeared on the floor by her paws. Oh, no! Not one of those laser pointers. Like she was going to chase a dumb spot of light all over the place and wear herself out. He didn’t really expect her to chase that, did he?
Troy pointed it around the floor, back and forth, the light dancing about her feet. She watched it. Back and forth. Back and forth. Her tail twitched. Oops, nope! She was so not going to chase that thing. But it danced closer. Closer. Suddenly it bounced onto her paw and then off again. Okay, that was it! She pounced on the little red thing, then darted here and there after it. It disappeared into dark recesses of the hallway and she crept forward on her belly, every sense alert. It was there somewhere, hiding. There it was! She pounced, with a scrabble of paws on the wood floor. Ah-hah!! She’d show it!
Up onto the sofa she chased the tiny red light, then watched, whiskers a-quiver, as it traveled up the wall, just out of her reach. It came down, slowly, slowly, then suddenly flashed to the side. She was halfway across the living room after it when she suddenly remembered... oh, wait! She was chasing a stupid light!
She sat herself down firmly in the middle of the floor and turned to glare at Troy. This was all his fault!
A former career medical transcriptionist and disabled Veteran, Allie McCormack is now writing from home full-time. Allie has traveled quite a bit and lived many places all over the U.S., and also a year in Cairo, Egypt as an exchange student, and a year in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia under contract to a hospital there, plus a short stint with NATO while she was in the Army. Allie now lives in the beautiful southern California with her family and her two rescue cats.
Allie says: "A writer is who and what I am... a romance writer. I write what I know, and what I know is romance. Dozens of story lines and literally hundreds of characters live and breathe within the not-so-narrow confines of my imagination, and it is my joy and privilege to bring them to life, to share them with others by writing their stories."
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