Busy, busy…instead of blogging, I'm posting an excerpt

Got a book that wants to be done.  Taking the easy way out today.

here's an excerpt from Candy Houses:

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Rip drifted awake slowly. He could sense Greta was near. Feel her hand on his brow. The soft, gentle touch of her fingers stroking his hair. She wasn't scared or worried, so that must mean they were safe—which meant he could enjoy waking up next to her.

They were talking.

Caught in the twilight between sleep and waking, he could hear...