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About the author:
MaryAnn Kempher lives near Tampa Florida with her husband, two children, two dogs, and one temperamental cat named George. She spent her teen years living in Reno NV where this story is set. Her fatal flaws include a weakness for anything sweet including, of course, a grande non-fat, no whip cafe mocha. 🙂
What inspired you to write your book?
I’ve always liking writing, but had never written for pleasure. I’d written for school assignments and for work. I’d recently left the military and had time on my hands. I thought, why not give it a shot? So I did, and here we are.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Sample from Book:
She was nearly parallel to the garage and the man when the moon reappeared.
When the sky went from black to bright, her smiled disappeared. She looked back and forth between the man’s eyes and the arms and legs she’d mistaken for Styrofoam tubes. He was holding a woman, and Katherine wanted to laugh hysterically, she’d been so stupid. It was a mannequin! Of course. Her eyes traveled from the legs sticking out from the blanket up to the arms, so fake looking now that she knew her mistake. She looked for the faceless head, but it was hidden. Carefully, the man set the mannequin down on the cement. The blanket fell open and finally Katherine could see everything. Including the head, drained of color and covered in blood. A voice in her head shouted Run.