Mid-week Review

Not much to review this time.  I haven’t done any writing or editing since my last post.  I have been either too tired to focus, in too much pain, or just too irritated with the day to be able to write anything coherent unless I want to write a rant.  Rants aren’t good things to post unless they are for a specific forum.  Although, they usually make one feel better after they are written.  Usually.

I have been trying to figure ways to promote not just my book, Black Friday, but also myself.  With so many works in progress waiting to be completed and edited, I need to drum up some excitement from people other than myself.  I want to share these works with the world and prove that not everyone in the furry fandom are perverts.

What I have found are a few blogs who are willing to interview indie authors and help showcase their work.  Sounds interesting.  I am signing up for a couple and we’ll see how things go.  I just hope I don’t make myself sound like a goofball or completely insane.

Some may know me well enough by now that I am eccentric, strange, weird, but rather harmless overall.  I may come off as repetitive and annoying, for that I apologize.  I don’t realize it until well after that fact.  Social?  Not really.  Would anyone believe that just going to work everyday is difficult?   I’d rather be someplace quiet and with fewer people at any given time.  Slow days are a godsend to me.

Enough about that.  You’ll see more when these interviews happen.  They will be a couple of months in the future.  I still need to find ways to promote myself around Tulsa and Oklahoma in general so that maybe I can start selling more books.  My sales are so low, they may as well be non-existent and I have no spare money to use the Xlibris sales and promotions.

Would anyone be willing to donate if I started a Kickstarter to raise the funds needed?  I’ve debated it just to afford the revisions and edits and even paying a couple of people I know to read Black Friday to point out those areas and suggest corrections or revisions. I’m talking, copy, like, and content edits to really make it shine.  The reviews I had on it said they liked the story, but the typos and other small errors detracted.

I’m rather looking toward BNC and another in my local group since their advice has been such a huge help with the first chapter of SoNL.  I’ll handle the cover art which needs some tweaking.  A bit of shading so you can see the creature on the front.  For those who have seen it here you can see it could use some work, but not a whole lot.

Volunteers are welcome if you want to see Black Friday improve or even help with Society of Night and Lies.  Comment, email, or even send me a tweet.  I’ll respond as soon as I can.

How about y’all?  Your week been going well?  I hope your writing and editing has been going better than mine.

Sunday Excerpt #excerpt #amwriting #fiction

As tired and exhausted as what I am, I won’t neglect my Sunday Excerpt posts.  These are as much for me as they are for you, my audience.  After this chapter of Society of Night and Lies, I’ll probably switch over to another story or two.  With all I have being worked on, there will be plenty to showcase and entertain.

Last week, Jason woke up from his enforced nap and briefly met Mindy.  Now, Sabrina is back and is now tending to him while her friend rests in another room.  Jason has woken up again and isn’t too happy about his predicament.  She’ll have her work cut out for her as she tries to gain his trust after all she has done to him to save his life.

“Nothing, actually, Jason.” She approached the end of the bed. “I suggest calming down and get used to the fact that you are going to be stuck here for a while.”

Narrowing his eyes, he glared at her. “Really now.”  He didn’t sound impressed and his whole stance agreed with his tone. So confident in himself, he scoffed at her then decided to just ask in his own way. “Seems you know me, but, I don’t know you. Who are you?”  His anger, though controlled, could be seen in the way his fingers moved and his nostrils flared.  Not even his ears moved far from where they lay against his skull.

“I’m a friend. The rest, well, you’ll find out soon enough. Now, calm down.” Her voice took on the sternness of someone who was accustomed to being in control. “Better yet, sit down before you fall.” She leaned on the foot board and let the tips of her claws lightly scrape the old wood.

“I’m not going to calm down, bitch. No way in hell! Tell me who you are before I kick your teeth out,” He wasn’t bluffing and Sabrina knew it. She saw how well he could fight the night he and Kid Kitsune faced off.

Sighing, Sabrina rolled her eyes, though that could not be seen by the shadow cast by her hood. In a moment of thought, she decided to humor him to keep him from making a loud scene and waking up her friend in the other room. “Very well, if you insist, foxy.” Black furred hands reached up and pushed back the hood until her light green eyes were visible and the familiar white whiskers appeared. To make light of the situation, she smiled, letting the tips of her teeth show stark against her black muzzle. “Never thought it would be me that caught you. Hmmmm, Jason?”  Though there was a note of humor in her voice, her eyes were guarded and waiting for his next move.

Jason was shocked to see a friend beneath the hood; one he didn’t expect to see any time soon. Least of all someone he thought couldn’t do what he had been put through. His jaw fell open as soon he saw her face and the rueful expression she possessed then plopped down on the edge of the bed. “Who…? How…? What are you doing here, Sabrina?” His shock was short lived, but he still couldn’t believe it.

“Protecting you, my friend.” Her voice had a hint of annoyed resignation for the demanding tone she heard in his voice. She took off the cloak and laid it across the back of the chair by the door before addressing him again. “To answer the rest, my real name is Gabriela Vettel. As to how, it wasn’t very hard to track you down and follow your movements all over town. Catching you was easier still. Making sure certain people think you’re dead wasn’t very simple.” Then she leveled her gaze on him, the stern crook of her brow and the missing smile made her seem all the more serious.  ”Especially with you all over town like you were last night.”

His mouth hung open again as the fox absorbed what he was told. While he tried to put together a single thought, he worked his jaw and clenched and unclenched his fingers. That was quite a bit to take in since he thought she was someone completely different.

Sabrina grinned while she watched his brain try to put it all together then she spoke softly. “I’ll explain what I can, but I’ll have to start from the very beginning. Needless to say, there are a lot of people who want to see you dead. Your brother is just one of them, but he’s the least of your worries right now.”

“How is Devin the least of my worries? He’s the main one that wants me dead, and vice versa I might add.” Jason said matter-of-factly before standing and running a hand through his hair.  He started to pace then thought better of it and sat on the edge of the bed facing her.

“I’ll explain what I can All I ask is that you trust me.” Sabrina schooled her expression to be as neutral as possible while she waited for his answer. 

Chocolate Kind of Week plus #writemotivation checkin

Make that two weeks that require chocolate.  There’s not enough chocolate in this town to soothe what I feel from the hell I’ve been through since my boss went on vacation last week.

I won’t bore anyone with the details but lets just say when the boss is away, the brats will play.  I’ve been stuck on the register all day each day I’ve worked with no breaks except for my lunch or I insist on taking my 15 minute breaks and give them no choice.  I don’t mind running a register, but not all frikkin’ day.

We are supposed to rotate!

Today… oh today was the topper.  Power went out for about three hours or so.  It came back a few minutes after I went to lunch.  During that time, people, naturally, were not allowed in the store to shop since security wouldn’t be able to keep up with the thefts.  Complaints from that.  We could not do a thing except put the drug order away and sort the bundles for scanning and filing on the prescriptions.

Once the power is back on and everything boots up, there is a pile of e-scripts to input and a ton of trouble shoots to work through along with a line of people demanding their meds we couldn’t fill or work during the down time.

The fun part is answering call after call of people asking if we were open and the power was back on.  Here’s a clue: I ANSWERED THE PHONE!  My sarcastic streak was screaming to be set loose on these people.

I got my OT for the week in today.  Two hours extra just to finish the input and troubleshooting.  I’ll probably go in at open tomorrow so I can finish the scanning, ten-day returns, and apply the truck orders from today then try to get those bundles filed away before my boss gets back from his vacation.

It’s enough to make me want to scream bloody murder and smack some skulls on the counter to make sure they are paying attention to what I say.  Things can be simplified only so far before we decide the patient is a lost cause and needs to be awakened.

I haven’t been able to write at all because of being too tired to focus or just so frustrated anything I’d write would be a veiled rant at the stupid people and co-workers.  I don’t want to do that with my writing or to anyone who reads my blogs.

That’s the reason for the chocolate.  Wouldn’t you agree some nicedark chocolate and a quiet day are in order after all of that?

Now, for my check in.

All I managed to do for September was finish my edits up to chapter six in Society of Night and Lies and read about Scene and Structure.  I couldn’t write a single word on Black Friday 2.  It looks doubtful I’ll be able to accomplish much of anything for this month either until John comes back.

He will get an ear full the second I can get him alone.  This isn’t fair to me or anyone else in the pharmacy.

I do apologize for that rant.  It does explain why I haven’t posted much beyond my Sunday Excerpt post.  Things should return to normal after next week.  I hope.

Come see my Facebook Page athttp://www.facebook.com/FantasticFurryRealms!  As I can, I’m adding content.  I’ll have excerpts of my works in progress posted there eventually.  SoNL has recently been added to the excerpt there.  More soon!

Sunday Excerpt #excerpt #amwriting #fiction

For those who are wondering what is going to happen next, you are about to see.  Sunday has come again and that means a new excerpt to read.

Looking back, I think I ended last week’s excerpt a paragraph or two too early.  My apologies if this one seems a tad disjointed.  It wasn’t intentional.  My main concern is keeping these excerpts short to tantalize.

As hinted, this one is picking up where we left off last week.  Mindy is taking care of Jason as he wakes up from his forced nap.  Then, Sabrina comes back from her meeting with Reyna and gets to talk with her captive.

He sounded like he was in pain when she finally peeked around the door.  Mindy’s heart went out to him, but she couldn’t let any of that show.  Not now.  Not when there was so much at stake.  Sabrina wasn’t the only one being controlled by the Society.  But, she couldn’t think about that right now.

Listening to him groan again, she slipped into the room with the steaming cup and the bottle of aspirin.  She barely made a sound as she walked over to the bed and set down the cup.  After clearing her throat, she spoke softly and masked her accent.  ”Lay still, my friend.  You’ll make the migraineworse if you thrash and look at the light.”  Then, once she was sure she had his attention, she added, “I’ve brought you something to help lessen the pain.”

The look Jason gave her was just shy of pure malice.  He bared his teeth at her and flattened his ears against his skull.  She stood in shadow with just a little of the dim light from the hall highlighting the silver-gray of her tail and the dull sheen of the damp coat she still wore.  ”I don’t fucking want what you got, bitch.”

Mindy shrugged.  He could deal with the headache his own way.  She did what she was asked to do.  There was no way she was going to force the antidote on him.  As she turned to leaved, she spoke airily, “Your loss.  When you decide you want to end the headache, there’s aspirin and tea on the table.  Enjoy!”

Whether it was a hidden streak of malice or by accident, she let the door shut loudly which elicited a snarl of pain from Jason.  She stood and listened, smirking to herself before heading back to the living room.

It was only three in the morning.  Barely.  As much as she wanted to get some sleep, she had her own work to do and not a lot of time to do it.  Just thinking about it made her wish she hadn’t found Sabrina in the practice room.  But she just knew that her feline friend could help her, too.  She hoped, she could.

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Hours later, Sabrina returned. Her entrance was quiet, with the exception of the click of the locks as the bolts slid into place. The apartment was quiet.  Only the faint tick of the clock and the sounds of the neighbors waking up were heard over the soft snoring from Mindy where she dozed on the couch.

Peace and quiet at long last. She thought as she sat down at the table and gazed out the window at the cloudy sky. I hate having to put my friends to the test like this, but I have to figure out who I can trust the most. I don’t know if I can trust her. And Reyna… I’m not so sure about her, now, either.

“Nothing is what it seems,” she whispered to herself.  Sabrina glanced at her sleeping friend, wondering if she could trust her as much as she used to.

Thinking about her past, and all she had lost, she nearly choked.  She did own Gerin a lot.  He gave her a place to call home, a family, if she wanted to call them that, and education, and a job.  Of sorts.  Assassination wasn't exactly a job she wanted even if most of the ones she killed deserved it.  What she found with Felix made her happy.

Another sound in the apartment brought Sabrina out of her thoughts. In the bedroom, Jason had finally awakened and was wrestling with the sheet that was covering him. Somehow, it had become entangled in his legs and was keeping him from standing. Just as she got to the door to peek in, the fox fell back onto the bed and was cursing at the sheets wrapped around his legs. The sight of it was funny, but this was no time for levity.

Before entering, Sabrina made sure to pull her hood up so her face was hidden by the shadows it cast then pushed the door open. The reception she received wasn’t surprising. Jason was furious at being drugged and caught in a set of sheets of all things. Somehow, it seemed quite humorous to her, and a chuckle escaped before she could stop it.

“What are you laughing at?” He asked with a growl while tugging the sheet free from his feet and standing. His eyes flashed with his obvious anger while he patted his person to find his weapons. They weren’t there. Mindy thought ahead and removed them.  She knew he’d look for them when he woke up.

Sunday Excerpt #excerpt #amwriting #fiction

Where did the week go?  Once again, we come to Sunday and it is time for my weekly excerpt.  

Today’s excerpt continues our story.  Chapter seven focuses on Mindy while she takes care of Jason after bringing him ‘home’ to their safe house.  We really get a good look at Mindy and learn some about her and Jason before Sabrina comes back on stage again.

Mindy watched as Sabrina took off on Jason’s motorcycle then loaded the unconscious fox into the back seat of the sedan.  She idly wondered to herself how her old friend could ride in the rain.  However, before she got to the end of the block, she dismissed the thought; the rain had slacked off to a drizzle.  Her only concern was getting Jason to the safe house without being pulled over by the police.

It was late and very few were out on the streets.  Most of the police were suspicious of anyone out after midnight.  Most knew gangs and the mafia bosses used this hour to move their ill-gotten goods or worse.

She didn't have to worry about being seen.  Neither did she concern herself too much with her passenger; a single glance at the back seat told her that he was still out cold.

She sighed as she opened the door.  Jason wasn't light and she wasn't the strong young lady she used to be. Mindy knew she was going to be sore after hefting him up the stairs.  All she could hope for was a few minutes of rest before her friend came back.

To her, Gabriela wasn't the same cat she had known all those years ago. She had changed. It wasn't because she had been gone for so long.  Something else was different about her.  Something Mindy saw within herself.

That was the least of her worries. The staircase leading up into the ten story building loomed before her. Mindy wasn't up to it.  She had to for the sake of her friend. She knew all too well what Gerin could, and would, do to any family members he kept captive, just so he could get the results he wanted.

From the bottom of the stairs, Mindy looked up at the second floor, sighed again, then heaved Jason onto her shoulders to start her accent. Using the walls and the railing to help brace the fox on her shoulder, she carried him up the stairs.

By the time she reached their apartment, she was exhausted. It had been a long time since she had to carry anything heavy.  Jason was unceremoniously dropped onto the only bed then she dropped down into the chair near the window.

While she rested, Mindy looked Jason over. She had to admit that he was a handsome fox. His fur was that soft gray many called silver and had the normal dark ears and streaks behind the nose. The clothes he wore left something to be desired, but everyone had their own tastes. His ranged from the long black duster over a shirt and black jeans to heavy steel toed boots complete with chains around the ankles. She looked at his tousled hair with disgust, for it was very unkempt.  Even wet, it looked like he didn't keep it very clean.

Mindy prided herself on her appearance. She kept her dark gray fur clean, and her long black tresses brushed. Minus the drab gray cloak, her clothes were always casual and colored to suit her moods. The punk look just wasn't her at all. She didn't care for the cloak she had to wear while ‘working’, but is was a necessity. At least it served a purpose of helping to keep her furry bottom safe and dry.

While looking at him, Jason started to stir as the effects of the chloroform wore off. She watched as his eyes fluttered open for a moment.  They appeared unfocused at first.  As he groaned, he moved and faced her and she moved to sit with her back to the wan light coming through the thin curtains.

The fog in his head hurt as Jason woke up.  His tongue felt dry and swollen and his limbs felt like dead weights.  The light that drew his attention stung but he could make out an image just in front of it.  It moved and the hint of fur was seen before he let his eyes close again.  Just those few seconds hurt and were starting a headache like he had never felt before.

Once his eyes closed, Mindy got up and headed for the kitchen.  The antidote she was given had to be set up.  If he reacted like Sabrina said he would, he was going to need it very soon.  While she fixed the drink, she heard him groan loudly and move about on the ancient bed as the effects wore off.  On her way back to him, she paused by the bathroom and grabbed the aspirins.  She was sure he was going to need them to help get rid of the throbbing behind his eyes.

If you want to critique, review, or even beta read Society of Night and Lies, just let me know.  I need all the help I can get.

#writemotivation Check-In

Due to malfunction in the cerebrum, there will be no witty snippets to begin today’s post.  Due to this same malfunction, this post is also arriving late.  Please be patient while these malfunctions are being repaired.  Normal function should return within a week or sooner depending on varying conditions.

And for the not so technical (hehe) I’m still recovering from last week’s virus.  I’m over the worst but energy levels are still kind of low.  Thinking hasn’t been easy, even at work, and I tire easily.  That’s why this post is so freaking late.  I’ll be back to my normal, strange, self eventually, but this recovery is a long and slow process this time around.

There is some good news out of the long bout with the virus.  I had lost ten pounds.  Not because of being sick.  I had a decent appetite which helped a lot. Normal weight loss thanks to some help from my medication to control my blood sugar.  Thanks to my general appetite decreasing from being sick, I’ll be shedding a few extra pounds.  I don’t intend to go back to eating so much again.

I still have a long way to go before I reach my goal weight of 180 pounds.  But, the first ten are gone with more slowly falling away.

Doc didn’t put me on any kind of diet, but did suggest several changes to make which I had already started to help manage my cholesterol.  More fiber, less carbs, and more lean meat will be what I’ll have, and definitely more veggies.

Gotta love veggies!  Oh!  And fruit, too.  Yum!  /drool

Due not feeling so good, I haven’t done much on my goals, but I did manage to check one off.  I’ll work on the last one over the weekend if it’s raining.

1) Polish and revise chapters 4 (or five as the case may be) through 7 of Society of Night and Lies.

This one is done!  All I have to do now is add them to the main file on my hard drive so there’s an extra copy available.

2) Write another two chapters of Black Friday 2 and maybe come up with an actual name for the book.

Sadly, nothing has been done to this one, yet.  Like I said, I just haven’t had the energy.

3) Study the craft. Reading project for the month to learn more about creative writing, scene and structure, and other writerly things.

This one can be checked off.  I finished Scene and Structure last week and returned it to the library.  I’ve started Revision and Self-Editing but haven’t gotten very far in it.  There is some good advice in there someplace.  Just got to get through the techno-babble to find it.

How’s everyone else doing on their goals so close to the end of the month?

Sunday Excerpt #excerpt #amwriting #fiction

After the long and icky week I’ve had, I finally have the energy to do some editing.  This excerpt is what editing I’ve done.  But, it will finish chapter six of Society of Night and Lies. 

Going through all of these posts to put them in my file, I noticed some discontinuity.  That will be fixed soon.  For now, enjoy this final portion of Chapter Six.  Looks like Sabrina may be suspecting something about her friend, Reyna.

The way things were looking; it would be a while before she could feel the touch of her husband’s hands on her fur. The soft sigh, though barely heard by anyone, was interrupted by a familiar laugh. One eye, then the other opened to see Reyna standing there beside her table with her arms crossed and the quirk of a grin teasing at her muzzle. A smile slowly crawled across Sabrina’s muzzle as she motioned to the seat across from her with a nod of her head then chuckled softly. “You’re late.”

“Sorry, Ree, I was detained by Felix. He was trying to follow me.” She said while she took a seat and beckoned the waitress over. “A cherry soda and some fries, please.” She said to the rabbit waitress then, after she was out of earshot, she spoke to Sabrina. “He’s very worried about you. If you don’t talk to him soon, he is going to come looking for you.”

Sighing, Sabrina nodded. “I can’t contact him right now. It is far too dangerous. If anyone from the society were to find out about him…” If she wasn’t worried before, she was definitely worried now. “Dean is already dogging my tail to see what he can find out. I won’t be surprised if he already suspects I faked Jason’s death.”

Green eyes went wide at the mention of the wolf’s name, and then Reyna leaned across the table and asked in a conspiratorial whisper, “Dean’s involved?”  Then settling back into her seat, she continued. “Just great. We’re gonna to have to work fast to make sure he doesn’t discover the truth.”

“I know. Trust me, I know.” Sabrina rolled her eyes. “I could poison him and it all now, but…”

“But what?” Reyna inquired while she eyed her friend curiously.

Sabrina shook her head and sighed.  ”He probably already expects that AND everyone would know who did it.  From what I understand, I was the only one who specialized in poisons.”

“Ah, I see,” Reyna said as she slowly nodded.  ”You’re not the only one… I mean anyone could have studied as well just not… as much as what you did.”  She suddenly looked nervous after cutting her initial comment short.

Sabrina almost missed that sudden switch and the flash of expression in her friend’s eyes.  Eyeing her casually, she nodded and leaned back in her seat to watch her more carefully while they talked.  ”I also learned that he has some extra pull with Gerin.  The old yote isn’t young anymore.  He needs to train someone to take over when he retires.”  If he manages to retire Sabrina thought to herself.

Suddenly, a sly grin appeared on the Rey’s muzzle, and then she chuckled. “He does. Does he? That just might work in your favor, Sabrina.”

Curious, she asked her friend, “Oh? What do you have in mind, Rey?”  The ridge above her eye lifted as an ear swiveled back.  Though it had been still until now, her tail started to curl slowly along the side of the booth.

“Think Ree. If we sabotage his reputation, make him look real bad in front of the others and Gerin…” she suggested, leaving the rest hanging to be picked up by the suddenly churning thoughts of her friend.  Something in her voice hinted that she knew more than she admitted.

Catching on, Sabrina’s eyes went wide for a moment as her lips formed an ‘O’ shape.  A guarded smile formed though her eyes showed more darkness simmering in their depths. “I see-ee-ee. That won’t be easy to do, but it could be fun. If we play our cards right, Gerin’ll order him killed after kicking him out. I like it. I like it.”

“I see the gears spinning now.”  Reyna giggled while she leaned on the table again and casually cupped her jaw in her hands. “So, tell me, Ree, how are we going to accomplish that?”

With eyes sparkling with mischief, Sabrina smiled and leaned a little closer to her friend. “A very good question, my dear, but one I’ll enjoy setting up.” Then, her expression changed to one more serious as she settled back in her seat. “First, we have to see about keeping a certain fox from being killed. To do that, I need that background check you, and Felix, did for me.”

Perking her ears, Reyna sat up and cocked her head to one side then asked, “Why did you want to me to dig around so much on this one person?”  While she was curious, fear was welling up inside.

Sabrina saw something, in her friend’s eyes that seemed to confirm a few suspicions.  Until she had actual proof, she couldn’t do anything.  Gauging her words carefully, she spoke, “Nothing you need to be concerned with, Rey.  Let’s just say I need to make sure of a few things before I go another step.”

*Gulp* Reyna could only stare at Sabrina wondering what the feline woman knew.  Slowly, she nodded and relaxed, accepting the fact that her friend is being paranoid and nothing more.   “I still say you’re crazy, Sab.”  Reaching into her jacket, she pulls out a manilla envelope and drops it on the table between them.

“Never claimed to be anything else,” she said.  A smirk curled across her muzzle as she picked up the packet then spent a minute peering at the contents; even pulling out random papers before tucking it under her arm.  ”Very good.  Definitely worth the wait.”

Reyna let out a huge breath and slumped in her seat.  It looked as though she had been worried about the contents.  ”Anything else you need?”  She meant to be sarcastic, but quelled the feeling when she looked her friend in the eye.

Sabrina considered, pretending to think hard on the question.  ”Oh, I think there is something you can look up for me.  It’ll be easy this time.”

Suddenly sitting up, Reyna’s eyes widened and her ears drooped.  ”Why am I afraid to ask what this one will be?”

Without answering, Sabrina stood and dropped a few bills on the table to tip the waitress.  Along with those bills, she dropped a white envelope.  ”Everything you need to know is in there, Rey.”

The envelope was quickly snatched up.  Reyna pulled the paper out and read it then glanced at the back.  It was the letter that brought Sabrina to New Urbania.  ”I don’t understand.  This is the note you were given last week.”

Eyeing her friend, Sabrina nodded.  ”I know.  You know where Shyleah lived.  We both know who D is.  You have two days to figure out how he found her.”

“Two days?” She sounded incredulous and her eyes quickly filled with worry.  Slowly, as she looked up at her, the vixen shook her head. “This’ll take more than two days to do.”

“That’s all the time you have, Rey. Not a minute longer.”  Her voice sounded dark with a harsh edge behind the calm words. “I know you can do it. I’ve seen you do it before for others.”  Something in her tone said she wasn’t going to expect less. “Two days. That’s all you have, Rey, and not a second longer.”

As she turned to leave, Rey lifted her hand to detain her a moment longer.  She couldn’t find the words to speak.  Her confidence in her skill was being put to the test.  There was a shine to the feline’s eyes that said she wasn’t going to be very forgiving if her trusted friend didn’t come through for her.

“We’ll meet here in two days.” Sabrina reminded her. By the time she stepped out into the cold rainy morning, the sky had already started lightening towards day. With a sigh, she looked up at the clouds then pulled her hood up and headed toward the motorcycle.  How she hated the rain.

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