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Thank you for having me. Whoa, what a question, one that brings up plenty of unpleasant memories and one spectacular one. The ultimate life changer.
I attended a fairly small school and there were about a hundred kids in my class. Most of us had been together since grade school, so naturally I knew them all. But there were only four who were real friends. I was a shy, awkward girl. I wasn’t popular or particularly good at anything. I was just kind of there, taking up space. Trying to stay off of the radar of those who were always ready with a cruel joke and hoping to get out with a shred of self esteem intact.
During my senior year I turned eighteen and a friend invited me to a local lake to celebrate. He introduced me to a stranger. He was twenty, tall, handsome, and had the most beautiful cobalt eyes. He was the type of guy who wouldn’t look twice a girl like me. My friend gave me a hug and whispered in my ear, “Happy birthday.” Then he left me there with this stranger. Some friend. I could have killed him, or died, or both. I was mortified.
But the stranger didn’t look at me like I was nothing. He didn’t make fun of me. He talked to me and made me laugh. He drove me home and when I was getting out of his pickup, he asked me out. I said yes. And guess what: we are celebrating our thirtieth wedding anniversary this year.
I guess the moral of this story is that sometimes it takes someone new to see and appreciate the real you. If you’re struggling in school, the butt of everyone’s joke, wishing every morning you could go anywhere else but school, I get it. Hang in there, it gets better. It gets much better.
I attended a fairly small school and there were about a hundred kids in my class. Most of us had been together since grade school, so naturally I knew them all. But there were only four who were real friends. I was a shy, awkward girl. I wasn’t popular or particularly good at anything. I was just kind of there, taking up space. Trying to stay off of the radar of those who were always ready with a cruel joke and hoping to get out with a shred of self esteem intact.
During my senior year I turned eighteen and a friend invited me to a local lake to celebrate. He introduced me to a stranger. He was twenty, tall, handsome, and had the most beautiful cobalt eyes. He was the type of guy who wouldn’t look twice a girl like me. My friend gave me a hug and whispered in my ear, “Happy birthday.” Then he left me there with this stranger. Some friend. I could have killed him, or died, or both. I was mortified.
But the stranger didn’t look at me like I was nothing. He didn’t make fun of me. He talked to me and made me laugh. He drove me home and when I was getting out of his pickup, he asked me out. I said yes. And guess what: we are celebrating our thirtieth wedding anniversary this year.
I guess the moral of this story is that sometimes it takes someone new to see and appreciate the real you. If you’re struggling in school, the butt of everyone’s joke, wishing every morning you could go anywhere else but school, I get it. Hang in there, it gets better. It gets much better.
Loner and history buff Troy Hart gets more than he bargained for when his psychic connection to the past leads him to the mountains of Colorado. The legend of buried treasure is nothing new, but falling in love is—and that’s the last thing Troy wants.
Troy’s visions of the old west are all fun and games, until the ghost of an outlaw forces Troy to fulfill his dying wish. To save his own life, and the life of the woman he loves, Troy must follow the trail of greed, betrayal and revenge on a treasure hunt for lost Civil War gold.
Troy’s visions of the old west are all fun and games, until the ghost of an outlaw forces Troy to fulfill his dying wish. To save his own life, and the life of the woman he loves, Troy must follow the trail of greed, betrayal and revenge on a treasure hunt for lost Civil War gold.
Now the fun is over and the game is survival as Troy battles the elements, a dead man, and his own heart deep in the remote high country.
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He gazed at her with those haunted smoky-quartz eyes. “Come with me after the snow flies. Stay all winter.”
“I haven’t been with a man in a very long time. Years. So long that I’m afraid I’ve forgotten what it’s like.”
The corners of his mustache lifted. “Don’t ask me. I’ve never been with one.”
“Aren’t you ever serious?”
“Not if I can help it. I’ll try if you want.”
She imagined him as a lonely little boy in a sprawling mansion. There probably wasn’t much laugher in that house. “Don’t try too hard. I like your sense of humor.”
“Good to know. If it’s any consolation, it’s been a long time for me, too.”
“Remember what you said about life being too short to live in fear?”
He nodded.
“I’ve been living in fear for most of my life. I don’t want to live like that anymore.” She unsnapped his flannel shirt and slipped it off his shoulders. She ran her hands over the solid muscles, down the silky black hair on his chest, to the perfect six pack of his belly. His skin pebbled under her touch.
“Are you sure?”
“More sure than I’ve ever been.” She unbuckled his belt.
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“I haven’t been with a man in a very long time. Years. So long that I’m afraid I’ve forgotten what it’s like.”
The corners of his mustache lifted. “Don’t ask me. I’ve never been with one.”
“Aren’t you ever serious?”
“Not if I can help it. I’ll try if you want.”
She imagined him as a lonely little boy in a sprawling mansion. There probably wasn’t much laugher in that house. “Don’t try too hard. I like your sense of humor.”
“Good to know. If it’s any consolation, it’s been a long time for me, too.”
“Remember what you said about life being too short to live in fear?”
He nodded.
“I’ve been living in fear for most of my life. I don’t want to live like that anymore.” She unsnapped his flannel shirt and slipped it off his shoulders. She ran her hands over the solid muscles, down the silky black hair on his chest, to the perfect six pack of his belly. His skin pebbled under her touch.
“Are you sure?”
“More sure than I’ve ever been.” She unbuckled his belt.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
DJ Davis is a Colorado native and the rugged high country sets the scene for her stories. When she's not writing, she can be found hiking with her dogs, photographing the wildlife, or camping with her husband. A Great Dane runs her life.
A portion of each sale of her novel "Courageous Cain" will be donated to Big Bones Canine Rescue in Windsor, Colorado. Help us help big dogs in need.
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A portion of each sale of her novel "Courageous Cain" will be donated to Big Bones Canine Rescue in Windsor, Colorado. Help us help big dogs in need.
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