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Friday, August 1, 2014

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Sunday, July 27, 2014

The Cost of Crude by Inge - Lise Goss

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Virtual Book Tour Dates: 7/14/14 – 7/28/14
Genres: Mystery/Thriller, Suspense, Romance, Crime





Blurb:
Gwynn Reznick’s life is shattered when her best friend and co-worker at Wilton Oil & Gas Company dies in a car crash. She doubts it was an accident. Her suspicion is confirmed when a private investigator, Ruben Dordi, shows up at her door. His team has discovered a trail of unusual deaths and disappearances among Wilton employees. To make matters worse, Gwynn is under constant surveillance by those responsible for her friend’s death. But that doesn’t deter her from getting involved in the investigation. Danger lurks in every corner of the Wilton Tower. One false move could turn a risky situation into a death trap. As the investigation team digs deeper, they begin to unravel a sinister plot that threatens a catastrophic pipeline disaster. Will they solve the crime before it is too late?



Excerpt:
Gwynn awoke slowly with tape covering her mouth again, her wrists firmly tied together, and her body aching. She saw the back of man dressed in a Wilton security guard uniform sitting a few feet from her. Glancing down, she saw she was lying on a cot and her blouse had been torn, the rose pin gone. She managed to move her forearms over her bra and found the bug was also missing. The bandage, a tracking device waiting to be activated, was still securely attached to her arm. With her hands and mouth bound, she couldn’t pull it up.
She smelled a musty odor and wondered where they had taken her. Looking around, she saw a high ceiling with rusty metal trusses, several broken insect-infested skylights, and walls covered with masonry and metal siding. Pigeons fluttered around in the large open space, their droppings marked the walls. Old abandoned equipment stood in the center of the room, puddles of water on the cement floor. Off in the distance, she saw large double doors standing ajar with daylight shining through the opening.
The security guard turned around. He was the guard with the deep set eyes who had stared at her when she entered the Wilton Tower.
You’re finally awake,” he said, rising to his feet. “Now don’t go away while I get Luke.” He gave her a malicious smile as he turned and strode toward the door.
She held onto the side of the cot with her bound hands, raised herself up to a sitting position, and saw the rope tightly wrapped around her ankles. Her feet were bare. She swung her legs over the edge as Cromer walked toward her.
His eyes were locked on her as he yanked the tape off of her mouth. “You’re moving around too freely. Looks like I have to sit down with Todd and criticize his hostage binding technique.”
She sat silently, immobile, staring at him.
Don’t tell me you’re going to be difficult like your friend, Julie,” he said with a stone, cold, emotionless face.
She took a few deep breaths but remained silent.
When I questioned Taylor, he was very concerned about his girlfriend, Cindy. She’s also your friend. Will you be as concerned about her as Taylor was?”
Gwynn felt her stomach churning as she continued staring at him.
Cromer picked up a chair, lowered it down next to her, and sat, looking at her intensely. He loosened his necktie, and then pulled a knife from under his sport coat. He ran the side of the blade against his fingers. He leaned forward and caressed her neck with the tip.
Gwynn forced herself not to move as he wielded the knife around her.
You’re in for a treat; a technique that was used on me in Iraq.” He popped off her buttons with the tip of the blade. “I screamed, bled tears, and begged for death. Like you’ll be doing if you don’t answer my questions.”
She flinched and pressed her lips together.
I suppose I should be thankful for that experience. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be the well-adjusted person I am today.” He pushed the tip into her side.
Gwynn couldn’t prevent a scream from escaping as the blood ran down her blouse.
That’s just to give you a little taste.” He stood and took off his sport coat, revealing a gun in a holster strapped across his shoulder, ready for the final assault. He hung it over the back of the chair and sat down. “Now that we’ve had some fun, let’s get down to business.” he said, rolling up the sleeves on his blue shirt. 


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Inge-Lise Goss was born in Denmark, raised in Utah and graduated Magna Cum Laude from the University of Utah. She is a Certified Public Accountant and audited oil and gas companies for over twenty years. She now lives in the foothills of Red Rock Canyon with her husband and their dog, Bran, where she spends most of her time in her den writing stories dictated by her muse. When she’s not pounding away on the keyboard she can be found reading, rowing, or trying to perfect her golf game.



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Giveaways:
There are two different giveaways available on this tour!

The first giveaway is for five print copies of The Cost of Crude! This giveaway will run until July 30, 2014 and is restricted to USA only entry. Enter through Goodreads!




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The Cost of Crude by Inge-Lise Goss

The Cost of Crude

by Inge-Lise Goss

Giveaway ends July 30, 2014.
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The second giveaway will run 7/14/14 – 7/28/14. One winner will win a $25 Amazon GC and a signed copy of The Cost of Crude, while two other winners will each win an e-book copy of the book (Open Internationally). Enter through Rafflecopter.


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Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Mystery/Scifi Spotlight & Giveaway: Calculated Risk by K S Ferguson

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Virtual Book Tour Dates: 7/18/14 – 8/15/14
Genres: Mystery, Thriller, Sci-Fi





Blurb:
Rafe McTavish, charming self-made businessman, owns the most successful private security firm in the galaxy. Estranged from his family since his wife's bloody suicide fourteen years earlier, he's honor bound to find out why his brother-in-law, CEO of the family mega-corporation, has jeopardized the company by purchasing a dilapidated deep-space mining station. Arriving at the station to investigate, Rafe takes on hostile miners, faces accusations of murder, chases a blackmailer bent on his destruction, and matches wits with a beautiful corporate-hating computer hacker, Kama Bhatia, who just may be the love of his life—if they both survive.

Excerpt:
“I apologize for disturbing you outside our normal communication channels,” Kama said, acknowledging their unsecured line. “I wanted to let you know that I’d arrived safely. I would have contacted you sooner, but the station experienced communication issues.”
One almond-shaped eye twitched. “Issues?”
“Yes, but it didn’t prevent me from sending your… birthday present. It’s on a cargo drone headed for Earth orbit. It left here shortly after I arrived. I wasn’t able to check your present’s condition.” She held her breath.
Samir went very still. She expected frost to form on the view screen so cold was the displeasure in his gaze. He hated complications, and she’d barely started listing them.
“Inconvenient. I’ll see the package is retrieved.” He smoothed the front of his immaculate gray suit with long, thin fingers.
She plunged on. “Unfortunately, your present isn’t complete. Pieces are missing, and other collectors have taken an interest.”
His hand stopped in mid-stroke. “Other collectors?”
Kama swallowed. Sweat moistened her palms where they rested on the console. He really wouldn’t like the next news. “There’s also a problem with the grant work I’m to do here for Independent Mining. Seems EcoMech claims to have bought the place, and Leon Goldman came in person to take possession. He has Rafael McTavish in tow.”
The intensity of Samir’s stare rocked her back from the console.
“Is Mr. McTavish aware of your presence?” he asked in a deadly calm voice.
“We’ve been introduced.”
“It’s a large station. Enjoy those parts where Mr. McTavish is not found,” he ordered, his brows pulling down.
“Well, that’s the thing,” she said, her voice rising in pitch. “There’s a bit of a shooting war going on here, and he’s been taken prisoner by the miners.”

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K S Ferguson has already published one critically-acclaimed novella, Puncher’s Chance (co-written with James Grayson,) which appeared in the June 2006 edition of Analog Science Fiction and Fact, America’s longest-running science fiction magazine. She enjoys writing suspense and murder mysteries in futuristic and fantasy settings, and also writes fiction in the guise of technical manuals for unfinished software—otherwise known as help documentation.

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Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Spotlight & Guest Post: The Ruins of Tropicalia - With Music By The Amends Blog Tour/Giveaway

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Virtual Book Tour Dates: 6/24/14 – 7/22/14
Genres: General Fiction, Literary, Thriller, SciFi, Musical
Tour Price: Free
Release Date: 6/24/14








Blurb:


The Ruins of Tropicalia is a serialized, pulpy adventure story, accompanied by new music by indie rock n roll band The Amends.

Expanded Plot Summary:  In early 2014, a group of Americans gathered on a remote Central American peninsula to experience the last days of an unsullied tropical paradise before its development into a corporate retreat for the world’s biggest tech company. Many of them believed they were there accidentally, but none of them were. This is the story of how a group of restless, indecisive idiot discovered who brought them there, and what they could be. This is the story of a country and a civilization few remember ever existed. This is the story behind the most mysterious mass Disappearance of the 21st century. This is a war story. And when things get bad, you rescue what you can…

Details: Two new chapters/episodes of TROT debut each week from 6/24/14 until its completion at the end of August, available for free in multiple formats (mobi/Kindle, EPUB, PDF, etc.) both online and on a mobile app. A new single from The Amends will premiere each Wednesday throughout TROT’s run at the above locations as well as http://theamendsband.com. A trailer for the book can be viewed on Youtube.




Excerpt:


Sam Merard doesn’t recognize the station names any more, but they must be deep into Queens. They’re out of the underground, elevated. He checks the time on his phone. This isn’t right. They should have been to JFK at least fifteen minutes ago. He considers crossing the car to check the subway map, but he doesn’t want to chance Liz spotting him.
“Approaching Utnapishtim station,” a female voice announces through the rattly speakers.
Utna-what? The announcer’s voice was different, too. The train slows and screeches loudly to a stop. The doors slide open. Liz steps outside. Sam pauses his iPod, slips the earbuds back into his pocket, waits a few seconds again, and follows. The train rolls away behind him.
The platform stretches endlessly northeast. A solitary heat-lamp illuminates the stairs down to the street. Beyond that, darkness and infinity. Without looking behind her, Liz walks into the gloom. He follows.
Sam hears nothing but her footsteps. No car horns, no breaks, no drunken shouts, no anything. He peers over the edge of the platform, but has trouble seeing anything more of the city than dark, blurred outlines of buildings. This part of the city produces no light. No illumination behind the windows, no streetlights below. Nothing but shadows beyond the train platform.
He walks gingerly on the sides of his feet for what must be a mile. The platform continues on past the point of credulity. Liz is not concerned with making noise. Whenever her faint outline disappears into the murk, he is still able to follow the sounds of her heels clicking against the wood.
A faint white light appears in the distance. Liz continues walking towards it, never altering her pace. The light splits into three distinct shapes. He makes out the profiles of three men— two wear white bio-suits and gas masks, the third dons a long white lab coat and surgical mask. A dim fluorescence emanates from their clothing.
Liz stops walking. Sam’s heart thumps, and he ducks behind a trash can. He peers over its edge.
The man in the lab coat approaches Liz. His coat is open, and an oddly-shaped, octagonal stethoscope bounces against his chest. Liz unfastens the top two buttons of her blouse. She offers him her chest. He places the diaphragm against her neck instead.
The scientist murmurs something to his colleagues, who stand side by side four feet behind him. One of them scribbles a note on a pad. Sam hears their exaggerated breathing through their masks. The lead scientist reaches into his coat pocket and withdraws a portable blood pressure monitor. He straps it around Liz’s forearm. He pumps it, checks his watch, and mutters to the others again.
“Satisfied?” Liz asks.
“Somewhat,” the scientist answers in a gruff, muffled voice.
“Then give me what you promised,” she says.
Sam can’t help but notice again the lack of noise and smell and sight. It’s as if there is no city surrounding him.
One of the other scientists steps forward. He places a small cylindrical object to his throat, beneath his gas mask. When he speaks, the words come out robotic, metallic.
“After one more test,” He She or It says.
The second scientists pulls what looks like a neatly folded piece of paper from his back pocket. He unfolds it, bends down, and places it at Liz’s feet. It too gives off a faint glow. She steps upon it. The second scientist glances at the paper, checks a watch-like device on his wrist, and places the cylinder to his throat again.
He says to the note-taker, “Thirty-seven pounds. A new record.”
“Would ya look how special I am?” Liz says flatly.
The scientist in the lab coat asks, “Have you noticed anything different? Have you taken flight yet?”
Liz shakes her head. “Just give me the powder,” she says.



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Photo of The Amends, including TROT’s “curator”, Tyler Taylor (wearing the shark shirt).

After taking a temporary leave from his Colorado-based rock n roll band The Amends, Tyler Taylor was among the group who went to Central America, and witnessed the events described in The Ruins of Tropicalia. He edited and compiled the accounts of his fellow travelers into the main text of TROT. He and Amends lead singer/guitarist Drew Weikart worked to put some of the events to music, and the entire band (including bassist Chris Childress and drummer Shay Byington) recorded the eight new songs in April and May.



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Giveaway:


The author is giving away: (5) The Amends T-Shirt (Multiple Sizes Available), What We Could Be Studio Album (3), and The Amends Studio Album (3) on The Ruins of Tropicalia Book Tour! Open internationally, enter through Rafflecopter!

Guest Post:
 
How The Ruins of Tropicalia Came To Be

Shortly after the conclusion of my band’s US tour to promote our second album, I decided I needed a break. I had devoted much of my energy to the band over the past three and a half years. I was becoming disillusioned with my ability to create anything new or worthwhile. So I made a radical change, and re-entered the business world. I took a job at a small social media start-up company.

My girlfriend also worked in the tech world (PR for a much bigger company) and early this year she was sent down to Central America to help launch a new venture for her company. I tagged along.

We fell in with a group of fellow Americans who’d all found our way to this remote, unsullied peninsula-- which was on the verge of being changed irrevocably by her company.

Many of us, including myself, thought we were there accidentally, but none of us were. Over the course of the weeks spent there, I witnessed and participated in remarkable, even earth-shaking events.

Not all of us chose to return to the States, but several of us who did decided that we needed to tell the tale of what we’d seen. Regina Porter, my girlfriend Elizabeth Troy, and I (along with a fourth contributor who would like to remain anonymous for the time being) all wrote down our accounts. I compiled and edited the narratives.

My experiences in Central America also re-invigorated my interest in playing music. I rejoined The Amends, and we wrote and recorded eight new songs (also inspired by my trip) to accompany the narrative, which would soon be titled The Ruins of Tropicalia.

I realize this blog focuses on thrillers. Although rooted in our true experiences, TROT ultimately becomes something much bigger and stranger than what you might expect. Much of it does unfold like a thriller as mysteries are revealed and answers are chased. And then it becomes something else.

TROT tells the story of how a group of indecisive, restless idiots figured out who brought us there, and what we could be. It’s the story of a country and civilization few remember ever existed, and it’s the story behind the most mysterious mass Disappearance of the 21st century. It’s also a war story, and how we learned that when things get bad, you rescue what you can…

Two new chapters/episodes of TROT will be released each week from 6/24-8/28 both online and in mobile apps (in multiple formats, including Kindle, EPUB, plain text, and PDF). A new single from my band will be released each week throughout TROT’s run. For more information, go to http://theruinsoftropicalia
  

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Zandernatis – Where Legends Were Born by Gordon Keirle-Smith Book Tour







Title: Zandernatis – Where Legends Were Born
Author: Gordon Keirle-Smith
Genre: Fantasy, Alternate History, Conspiracy Theory 

Facts stifled for 50 years revealed at last! In 1962 a cache of ancient urns was discovered in Antarctica dating back tens of thousands of years. They contained writings proving our ancestral myths are rooted in the history and culture of a pre-glacial utopian civilization...

 “Zandernatis” retells the most fascinating story contained in these texts: “The Song of Gorin”, an epic poem describing what really led up to the “Fall of Man” in “Paradise”. Initially, it reads like a fable – only here it is backed by robust corroborative evidence and endorsements from researchers, the media and eminent experts, despite efforts from the establishment to block publication
 
 Volume One of the trilogy breaks the silence, laying the foundations of this multi-faceted revelation, combining alternative history, conspiracy theory, allegorical fantasy, suppressed archaeology and insider analysis, all in a single work – while defining a whole new literary genre in the process...

Fabulous facts or fabulous fable...
Where do you draw the line?

Author Bio


Gordon Keirle-Smith’s current home is Nîmes, in the south of France. His preferred form of expression was always writing, particularly drama, although he has also lived several other “lives”. He was a successful visionary artist in the late 1960s (when his studio was located in a famous London West End theatre). He regularly exhibited - and sold - his work in a top Cork Street gallery.

He moved to France in the early 70s and decided to put all the paintings he would never have time to complete into a book. This became the first version of “Zandernatis” in 1974.
He then worked in tourism, headed a Paris language school’s team of 40 teachers, coached top advertising executives in communications skills, won the Toastmaster’s European Speechmaking Championship (twice), contributed articles to house magazines for market-leading companies (e.g. Oracle and GDF SUEZ) wrote advertising copy for major international brands (Air France, L’Oreal, Renault, Heineken, Delsey, etc.), founded and managed his own highly successful marketing transcreation agency...
All of this experience was then applied to reworking the original version of “Zandernatis” and developing its “meta-realist” aspect with the aim of creating a new kind of reading experience.

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Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Paranormal Book Tour & Giveaway: The Night of Elisa by Isis Sousa NEW

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Virtual Book Tour Dates:  5/30/14 – 6/13/14
Genres:  Gothic, Paranormal, Dark Fantasy
Promotional Price: $1.49  (Original Price $3.99)
Coupon Code: TH22W
Expires: June 13, 2014
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Blurb:
Sometimes, life and love can follow the most obscure paths, just as they did for Elisa.
Her life becomes a dark, cold, lonely cage the day the Devil takes her as his wife. He takes away almost everything she holds dear: her health, her wealth and what is left of her family.
Trapped between the nuances of life and beyond-life, Elisa finds herself struggling for a better tomorrow. With her health deteriorating, how will she summon the courage and strength to stand her ground? And how far will she go in the pursuit of a dream?
Embark with Elisa on this puzzling Gothic adventure set in the late Victorian era, between the world of the Living and the picturesque, melancholic Duskland.
* * *
“It is strange… How can I ‘go home’ when I have no memories of that place at all?”
- Elisa
“Stop it, Elisa. You’re bleeding, my darling!”
- Leonhard
“Ah, love, the biggest poison and most dangerous drug there is.”
- Dr. Charles
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16+
Blood
Nudity

Excerpt:
(Chapter I – The XIIIth Hour at Duskland)
‘Elisa’ calmed and the struggle was over. How dare she speak of me like I’m already dead? I know these faces… Father Johannes was throwing holy water over her bed and chanting in Latin.
“E-l-i-s-a i-s b-a-c-k!” a loud voice echoed in the room for all to hear. Quentin was very surprised. “She is back! Father Johannes, how is it possible?”
Father Johannes’ voice was frail. He was a short, gibbous man with an aquiline nose and big, deep eyes. “God the almighty never betrays us, my son!” He raised the wooden cross with his right hand.  “Whatever evil was holding her from life – from death – is here no more!” He came closer to Quentin, reaching for his ear. “She is strong, my son! Keep pretending until the last moment. We don’t want it to happen, but if she survives we don’t want her to tell anyone about what we did.”
“If she survives it will be for a very short time. I will take care of her once and for all, Father!” Quentin pretended he was seeing a miracle from the seven heavens. His young wife back from the dead! How was it possible? We did everything we could, but you persisted… “Elisa, my dearest, you’re alive! You live! You have come back to us!” Quentin continued, admiring that she had endured so much.


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Born in: Brazil, 85 | Country: Norway | Software: Corel Painter
“I am not a writer, neither is writing one of my passions, on the contrary; I see it as a necessary evil! I like to say I am an illustrator and storyteller.
I was born and raised in Brazil and since 2009, been living in Norway with my best-half. I work as illustrator and graphic designer from my home-office, in slippers and comfy clothes. (Would really prefer PJs, but here and there someone knocks on the door!)
Love Heavy Metal, Fantasy and Dark Fantasy and most forms of visual arts.”



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Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Cozy Mystery Feature and Giveaway: A Foolish Plucking by Dee Wilbur

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Virtual Book Tour Dates: 5/1/14 – 5/30/14

Genres: Mystery, Cozy Mystery





Blurb:


In their book, A Foolish Plucking, Dee Pipes and Charlie Yates, writing as Dee Wilbur, are again telling the truth about Richmond, Texas (as well as a few lies). They’ve expanded Jon Miller’s area of operations to include Liberty, Texas, Dee’s home town. She demanded equal time with Richmond so much of the story is centered in Liberty. But not to limit themselves, they’ve also had some of the story take place in Victoria, Texas. You can’t confine a great man like Jon Miller.

–It’s all fun and games ‘til someone gets a conviction– 

Gary is a lush and a womanizer. On that everyone agrees. But is he a murderer? The police sure think so. Gary denies it, and the police don’t have a corpse. But they do have the big fight at the country club, his wife’s blood behind the bed, in the shower drain, and in the back of her Escalade, and Gary’s lack of an alibi. The jury agrees with the police.

Gary’s mistress leaves Dayton with Gary’s child and moves to Richmond, to be nearby for her once a month visits with him in the Vance Unit (a Texas State Prison in Sugar Land). She hears of Jon through Lulu, her new boss, and enlists his aid in trying to get Gary a new trial. 

In the meantime Jon and Sandy are dealing with a family problem. Why haven’t Jon’s brother and sister-in-law ever shown up at any of their events. It isn’t because Sandy’s cooking is bad.

All in all it stirs up a nice little brew of a mystery that’ll keep you busy for an afternoon or two.

Excerpt:


Valentine’s Day was the holiday of pink hearts, red roses, lace, gold, diamonds, and love. The organizers of the Pecan Hill Country Club had transformed the dining room into a dreamlike façade with tables for individual couples. The tables were draped in lace, garnished with red heart confetti, and lit by votives. The tables scattered about the periphery of the room revealed a central dance floor with several couples slow dancing. The D.J. watched as the couples returned to their tables. Many gathered up their coats, purses, and party favors to move toward the exit. The party was winding down. Heads swiveled as one irate husband stomped to the floor to drag his wife back to their table.
What in the hell are you doing?” Gary spat the words out through clenched teeth as he pulled her from the dance floor.
What do you think you’re doing?” Alice answered, rubbing her left wrist where he had grabbed her, and glancing around to see if anyone was watching.
He pushed her into a chair at their table. “I’m trying to keep you from making a complete spectacle of yourself.” His voice rose loud enough to be heard over the music that the D.J. had started. Other patrons at the Pecan Hill Country Club Valentine Dance turned to stare at the shouting couple, always eager to watch a good fight.
Rubbing your boobs all over Franklin Johns out there on the dance floor.”
You’ve had too much to drink. You’re so drunk you can barely stand upright. I sure can’t dance with you. I’m going home. You might think about where you plan to sleep tonight ’cause it sure ain’t anywhere near me.” With that Alice picked up her stole and strode across the dance floor and out of the room.
Gary slumped into his chair and finished off his drink. He pondered his situation for a few minutes and then staggered to the front door of the club just in time to see Alice speed off in her Escalade. “Shit, I think I need another drink,” he said as he slid to the floor, ending up with his head resting against the door frame.
An elderly, white-haired couple, leaving for the evening, gingerly stepped over his legs and continued to the parking lot. The woman glanced back.
There he is again. I don’t know how poor little Alice puts up with him. And it’s her daddy’s money, bless her heart.”
Her husband, a municipal court judge for the city of Liberty, answered,
Wouldn’t take that much for him to have his own money, if he just sobered up and worked, instead of playing.”
Emma, his wife, said, “I’m going to call Thelma, Alice’s mother, and tell her. This is disgraceful.”
About two hours later, Gary awoke lying on the couch in the men’s locker room, cold water running down his chin.
A voice which said, “Come on, wake up. It’s time for all good little boys to go home,” and a wet face brought him to semi-consciousness.
Fred, what have you done to me? Why am I all wet?”
Fred, the men’s locker room attendant and general custodian, leaned over Gary and said “Mr. Spencer, you been asleep for two hours. Cold water in the face was my last choice ’fore I threw you in the shower. We’re closing the place down for the night. I’ve called you a taxi, and it’s here. So up you go.”
He lifted the man from the couch and drunk-walked him to the waiting cab.

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Dee Wilbur


Dee Wilbur is the pen name of Charles Yates and Dee Pipes.
A Texas native, Charles (Wilbur) Yates, Jr., was reared in a small Texas town, Rosenberg. He graduated from Rice University in Houston with a B.A. and Ph.D. in Biology. He received the M.D. degree from the University of Texas Southwestern Medical School in Dallas. He was in the private practice of radiology for thirty years before retiring in 2001. He has been married to his wife Sally for fifty years. They have four adult sons and eight grandchildren. He now tends his garden in Richmond, Texas.
Also a Texas native, Beatrice (Dee) Pipes grew up in another small Texas town, Liberty. Her degree from Rice University is a B.A. in English. She holds two patents from her work at Compaq Computer Corporation. She currently runs a company that helps other companies with marketing, project management, and other tasks. She has been married to her husband Bryan for over thirty-five years. 

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