I, Effing Feline, cannot celebrate Father’s Day, as I’m not a father . . . because against my will, I was “fixed.”
I’m choosing another snippet from Ed’s WIP, a near-future SFR novel titled Audra Fleeing Audra Finding. Penniless and desperate, twenty-something Audra lets a Kwadran construction worker guide her up a wilderness mountain to a back entrance to Kwadra’s abandoned, underground cities. She hopes to be safe there from the abusive lover, a lawyer who has vowed to get sole custody of her baby no matter where she hides.
Audra isn’t sure she trusts her construction worker guide enough for him to accompany her into the dark, secluded underground. We’re in her point of view.
Yeah, but — he had a nice butt. Angels wouldn’t have bodies made for sin, right? Only devils.
“Oh, hell,” Audra said, “let’s go.” Unable to meet his gaze, she went to the opening of the ventilation tunnel. Wary of the jagged ends of the broken grate, she shielded Roxie with her hands as she stepped into the howling darkness.
When he followed, she let out a deep sigh. She hadn’t been sure he would. Her nerves were stretched too tightly for her to give him a smile or the reassuring hug she craved, so she gave him a flashlight, instead.
Effing Feline here again. I guess I’m supposed to wish a happy Father’s Day to all my readers — even the women. Men/women . . . same difference, right? You’re all huge and have warm laps. The differences, you must admit, are utterly insignificant.
Audra Fleeing Audra Finding
She’s running from an abusive lover . . . but what is she running to?
When her lover threatens to take sole custody of her baby, Audra Verhailey flees where even he can’t follow: the aliens’ forbidden cities underneath Kwadra Island.
But can the safe isolation she wants for her daughter survive a search party, a violent gang of criminals — and the love of an emotionally damaged Kwadran?