Facade by J Kahele - Excerpt
Frustrated, Ally flicks the switch and…nothing. Damn it! No lights, the ramifications of a storm that rampaged through Chicago late last night, waking her from a sound sleep. Mother Nature can be so bitchy sometimes.
The lack of lighting and energy places a damper on her normal grooming ritual. Without the use of her straight iron, her hair sticks out in all the wrong directions. She struggles to brush her hair into submission, but her wayward hair is not cooperating. Why can’t I have normal hair! Exasperated after many attempts, she reaches for her only option to tame the unmanageable mane—a rubber band.
Grabbing her backpack, she moseys out of the door.
The sun beams brightly, bringing an instant smile to Ally’s face as she steps outside. It is 78 degrees in Chicago, a perfect midsummer day.
Placing her headphones in her ears, she proceeds down the sidewalk.
In her senior year of high school, she applied to the local college and qualified for the work-to-school scholarship through a company called Curchet Networking. The scholarship requires her to be enrolled at college full time and work a minimum of thirty hours.
The office is located downtown, only a short distance from her home, so she decides to walk to work, saving a few dollars on gas.
The ballad ‘All of Me’ streams through her headphones, placing her in a state of silent bliss. She closes her eyes, allowing the melodic voice of John Legend and the magical stream of the piano to encompass her completely.
Oblivious to her whereabouts, she carelessly walks into the busy street. It is not until she hears the screeching of car brakes that she realizes she has wandered in front of a car. Her instincts kick in and she jumps backwards. Her hasty maneuver causes the back of her foot to collide with the edge of the curb and she ungracefully stumbles backwards towards the ground. Her cell phone flies from her hand, soaring into the air as it detaches from her headphones and her tailbone slams down hard as she lands on the concrete. That’s going to leave a bruise!
The gears of the transmission grind as the driver slams the car into park too quickly. Rubbing her aching tailbone, Ally searches for her cell phone. Lucky for her, it landed on the grass and is still intact, bringing a smile to her face.
“Are you out of your mind, you nearly got yourself killed!” a man yells.
With her cell and earphones securely in her hand, she turns to face him.
“I’m—” She stops mid-sentence, frozen, as she gazes upon him. Mary, sweet mother of Jesus!
Attractive is not a strong enough term to describe this heavenly creature that stands before her. Deliciously gorgeous, insanely beautiful, scorching hot—sexy as hell, is more like it.
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The lack of lighting and energy places a damper on her normal grooming ritual. Without the use of her straight iron, her hair sticks out in all the wrong directions. She struggles to brush her hair into submission, but her wayward hair is not cooperating. Why can’t I have normal hair! Exasperated after many attempts, she reaches for her only option to tame the unmanageable mane—a rubber band.
Grabbing her backpack, she moseys out of the door.
The sun beams brightly, bringing an instant smile to Ally’s face as she steps outside. It is 78 degrees in Chicago, a perfect midsummer day.
Placing her headphones in her ears, she proceeds down the sidewalk.
In her senior year of high school, she applied to the local college and qualified for the work-to-school scholarship through a company called Curchet Networking. The scholarship requires her to be enrolled at college full time and work a minimum of thirty hours.
The office is located downtown, only a short distance from her home, so she decides to walk to work, saving a few dollars on gas.
The ballad ‘All of Me’ streams through her headphones, placing her in a state of silent bliss. She closes her eyes, allowing the melodic voice of John Legend and the magical stream of the piano to encompass her completely.
Oblivious to her whereabouts, she carelessly walks into the busy street. It is not until she hears the screeching of car brakes that she realizes she has wandered in front of a car. Her instincts kick in and she jumps backwards. Her hasty maneuver causes the back of her foot to collide with the edge of the curb and she ungracefully stumbles backwards towards the ground. Her cell phone flies from her hand, soaring into the air as it detaches from her headphones and her tailbone slams down hard as she lands on the concrete. That’s going to leave a bruise!
The gears of the transmission grind as the driver slams the car into park too quickly. Rubbing her aching tailbone, Ally searches for her cell phone. Lucky for her, it landed on the grass and is still intact, bringing a smile to her face.
“Are you out of your mind, you nearly got yourself killed!” a man yells.
With her cell and earphones securely in her hand, she turns to face him.
“I’m—” She stops mid-sentence, frozen, as she gazes upon him. Mary, sweet mother of Jesus!
Attractive is not a strong enough term to describe this heavenly creature that stands before her. Deliciously gorgeous, insanely beautiful, scorching hot—sexy as hell, is more like it.
To Read More Go Here: http://j.mp/1FS7KG6
99c on Amazon Today! Grab a Copy
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