Wednesday Words: Beginnings and Endings

I’m a tad late this morning but there was stuff to do first and I was too lazy to set up this post yesterday. I hope all of you rang in the new year with family and friends. Ending the old year and moving into the new is always a bit discombobulating. That makes today’s #1lineWed theme **Best BEGINNING or ENDING line** rather apropos. Since I need to start hawking COWBOY COUNTRY, here’s a snippet from it. FYI, the book releases March 1st. I’ll reveal the blurb and cover tomorrow. In the meantime, while this is the end of chapter one, it’s also the beginning of Tucker and Zoe, so it fits a broader definition of the prompt. 😉
Tucker cleared his throat, opened his mouth to speak, and evidently thought better of it because his jaw clamped shut. Zoe decided silence wasn’t so bad. The man lasted all of five minutes.

“So, it was a shotgun wedding?”

“You could say that. Only it was my head they were holdin’ the gun to.”

He slammed on the brakes and her hands flew to the dash to brace her body. “What? What’s wrong?” She swung her head back and forth looking for whatever emergency caused him to stop.

“Sorry! Sorry,” he repeated, swiveling in the driver’s seat to face her. “Please tell me that was…a euphemism. Or a joke. Or something.”

“I wish I was jokin’.” He scowled at her. “Hey, I didn’t plan on my life takin’ this detour.” She shrugged.

“I will admit, however, t’bein’ young and dumb at the time.”

“And now?”

“Older and wiser. Gettin’ ready to have a kid and watchin’ my life turn into a bad soap opera will do that to a body.”

Tucker glanced at her rounded belly. “Yeah? And you figured all this out when? All of…what, eight months ago?”

“About that.” Zoe pressed her lips together, wondering how far she could trust this stranger. “My life is a tad crazy, Tucker. I figure the best I can do is grin and bear it. You know, laughter bein’ the best medicine and all?”

“Don’t you have family to help?”

She curled her lips between her teeth and bit down. Her eyes burned, and she looked away so he wouldn’t see.

The compassion she saw in his expression was about to undo her. “Don’t have any family t’speak of. There’s just me.”

“I…wow.” He looked surprised. “I can’t imagine what that would be like. I have a huge family.”

A big family? There’d only been Zoe and her dad. “Lucky you.”

His smile was warm and fond. “Until they get all up in my business.”

Zoe felt a sharp twinge. Grimacing, she pressed her palm against her side.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, it’s just those Briggs & Stratton things.”

He looked confused, opened his mouth to speak, then pressed his lips together for a moment. He eventually asked, “Don’t you mean Braxton Hicks?”

Eyes twinkling, she tilted her head, pretending to think about it, because of that whole laughter-being-the-best-medicine thing. She went for the cheap laugh. “Braxton Hicks. Doesn’t he sing at the Grand Ole Opry?”
I’ll admit that Zoe is one of my favorite Red Dirt heroines. Do you have any beginnings or endings to share? Or first or last lines? Here’s hoping your 2019 if off to a rollicking start!


About Silver James

I like walks on the wild side and coffee. Lots of coffee. Warning: My Muse runs with scissors. Author of several award-winning series--Moonstruck, Nightriders MC, The Penumbra Papers, and Red Dirt Royalty (Harlequin Desire) & other books! Purveyor of magic, mystery, mayhem and romance. Lots and lots of romance.
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2 Responses to Wednesday Words: Beginnings and Endings

  1. Ooo, I cannot wait to get my hands on this one.

    Since I’m trying to get back into Ugly and the Beast again, here’s the beginning of that…

    Apparently, you only awaken to happy woodland creatures when you’re Sleeping Beauty. When you’re Sleeping Ugly, you get a short, shrieking supermodel instead.
    “Oh, my gawd, Jeni! What happened to your face? Ewww!”
    I hadn’t planned on Mara Lightfoot, my best frenemy finding out anything about the curse I was under. All I wanted was a little normal after the utter strangeness my life had become. A movie marathon with my best friend sounded like an amazing idea. After which, I’d quickly usher her out the door before midnight struck.
    But we’d gotten to drinking. Time passed. Then I got kind of snoozy. And WHAM! I switched from the pretty phase of the curse to the morning fuglies. She’d squeaked like a midget mouse and then began laughing. And pointing. And then laughing some more.
    “What the hell happened to you?” she said when she caught her breath.
    My shoulders slumped. “It’s a curse.”
    “Well, duh. It sure as hell not a gift.”

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