Excerpt from Providence by Lorna Thomas (yours truly)
Coming to a book store near you soon!!!!!
"As she began to get comfortable the doorbell rang. She was not expecting anyone and so she hesitated a bit. The doorbell rang again. She laid the book on the sofa and walked to the door. She cautiously looked through the peephole and tried to make sense of what she saw. She stepped back, wondering about the image she just saw. She saw a man standing in front of her door. Was she daydreaming?
The doorbell rang again for the third time. She stepped forward again and looked though the peephole. “O my God!!” she whispered, covering her month with her right hand. She surveyed the image that she was looking at. Behold!! Who was standing there? Yes, he was standing there!! How did he know where she lived? Who was the unseen behind him showing up at her apartment? Did Lisa have anything to do with him being present here? Her immediate questioning was brought to a halt when this time he began knocking on the door. She did not know whether she should dance, laugh or cry. All she knew was that she was so nervous that she had to hold herself from wetting her pants."
"As she began to get comfortable the doorbell rang. She was not expecting anyone and so she hesitated a bit. The doorbell rang again. She laid the book on the sofa and walked to the door. She cautiously looked through the peephole and tried to make sense of what she saw. She stepped back, wondering about the image she just saw. She saw a man standing in front of her door. Was she daydreaming?
The doorbell rang again for the third time. She stepped forward again and looked though the peephole. “O my God!!” she whispered, covering her month with her right hand. She surveyed the image that she was looking at. Behold!! Who was standing there? Yes, he was standing there!! How did he know where she lived? Who was the unseen behind him showing up at her apartment? Did Lisa have anything to do with him being present here? Her immediate questioning was brought to a halt when this time he began knocking on the door. She did not know whether she should dance, laugh or cry. All she knew was that she was so nervous that she had to hold herself from wetting her pants."
