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Three days before his birthday, Tucker Thompson decided to run away from home. The nine year-old (well, he'd be nine on Tuesday and that was almost the same thing, wasn't it?) slipped from under the covers, careful not to wake five year-old Timmy who was curled into a ball on the other side of the bed. He padded silently across the room and looked out the window, past the barn and across the field to the lights of the highway that bordered their farm on the south.
I want to set the record straight about one thing. I'm not superstitious. I mean, sure, I believe in luck. I also think a good cop learns to trust his instincts. I've made some righteous busts when I've followed up on hunches. But that has nothing to do with superstition. What I'm saying is: I don't worry about black cats or walking under ladders. I don't believe in good luck charms or omens or any of that crap. I've never known a cop who did.
Lisa Christian opened her eyes and for one long, horrible moment she had no idea wherre she was. With a startled gasp the fourteen-year-old tried to sit up in the total blackness that surrounded her, but the double sleeping bag, zipped over her head to ward off the chill of the night, made the motion impossible. She kicked out and when her bare foot touched the naked body next to her, memory returned and some of her panic faded.
NOT IN PRINT ...
When my first book, "Time Double" was published in 1988 I probably gave away as many copies as were sold. At the time I was doing some freelance instructing for the city's Parks and Recreation department and got to know a number of the other city employees. The Public Safety Officer stopped me in the hall one day to tell me his 4 year old daughter's reaction to my novel. He was driving her to school and she had picked the book up from the seat beside her.
"What's this," she asked?
"That's a book that a friend of mine wrote," he answered as he glanced over at the girl who was carefully examing each page.
The little girl was clearly impressed. "He prints neater than anyone I know," she said.
My skill as a writer may be questionable but my penmanship takes a backseat to no one..
NO LONGER IN PRINT ...