Bare Wires: A MacGrough Clan Novella

by Cherime MacFarlane, Designs by Dana

Genres: 20th Century Romance

Synopsis

She chose to live. He wants to be a star. What happens when they meet?
BARE WIRES is the prequel to WIRED FOR SOUND, a MacGrough Clan novel
Lori Ann Reasor is about to get her big break, a gallery owner in Brighton likes her work. To celebrate she treats herself to tea in a posh establishment. What she discovers there puts her off men. She will stick with painting.

Hamish is trying to hold Bushmaster together long enough to get them signed to a contract. With a prima donna and a junky in the band, it's not easy. Bushmaster is on the verge of blowing sky high. The two young people are converging as their dreams play out. Can they both keep it together?

Release date: February 16, 2017

Publisher: Paper Gold Publishing

Print pages: 146

Content advisory: foul language, steamy

Sample

 

The receding wave caused the stones of the shingle beach to rattle, much like the rattlesnakes of her California home. Retreating back into the gray sea, each wave seemed to beckon to her. She was sitting on a beach in Brighton, England on a fall night, wondering if she had guts enough to do something other than sit and suffer.

Cold, in nothing but a pair of thin jeans and a cotton T-shirt, she was going to need to do something. Or perhaps not. The tide was coming in, soon she would feel the kiss of the English Channel on her toes.

People had been known to get chilled to the point of falling sick and never recovering. What was she going to do? Doing nothing wasn't quite what the two words meant in the usual context.

For her, right now, those two words were synonymous with death. God knew she needed relief. With her chin on her arms, Lori watched a wave roll in across the rocks. It broke within a few inches of her bare feet.

If she drew her legs up a little tighter to her chest, she could extend the time slightly. "Why?" she asked softly. How much more time did she really need to decide?

A shiver went through her when a shift in the atmosphere caused an offshore breeze to rise. It seemed to envelop her. Its chill was a precursor to what she would feel if she took the walk.

Walking into the rising tide would eliminate everything. Not just pain, everything would vanish. Was she ready to give up? Two more words that she needed to think about give and up.

There were a great many things she should probably give up. Was her life one of those things? Was she willing to walk into the water and end everything? Was a miserable bastard, a useless excuse for a man a truly good reason to walk away from life?

That was the real question. If she did, there would be a brief paragraph in one of the papers, probably on the back page. He wouldn't give a damn. When she thwarted his plans, the bastard would find another dolly to play with.