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Goodness, it’s been a while! Where did October go, anyway? Between work and a death in the family, the month has passed in a blur of wind, rain, and swirling leaves…
Onward to another paragraph from one of my WIPs Last Dance: Watching Rocco, Joey is trying to get up the nerve to ask him to dance. But Joey sees the ghost of Donna Summer, which apparently heralded a seizure.
Tthis is the last line from Last Dance #3: Otherwise, I’m not there, gone from the world as my brain backfires away and, like a boomerang, eventually I return…
“You’re okay,” a deep, masculine voice assured me. “Really okay.”
Opening my eyes, I stared up at the blue sky and whispered, “Sorry.”
“Like you have control over this?”
“Oh, Joey,” said the bride on my other side. “Are you okay, honey?”
“He’s okay,” the man repeated—to reassure me again; I glanced up at him, and the sun glinted off the gold earring in his ear.
Rocco had come to my rescue.