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About the author:
Strawberry Chase is the child of hippie parents who think naming children is a type of party game. She eats brie, drinks wine, and reads books, not necessarily in that order.
What inspired you to write your book?
I had a flash of an idea and my hubby helped me come up with a story! It was exciting to research and use some fun conspiracy stories to create it.
Here is a short sample from the book:
She unlocked the rusty metal door to her trailer, quickly closed and locked it, then reclined against it as she exhaled. Most of her life had been so ordinary it bordered on boring. Elementary school at Lincoln Elementary, high school at Alamo High School across town with a part-time job at Jolly’s Pharmacy. Since Mr. Crates didn’t need a full-time employee, after she graduated from high school, she started full-time at the diner.
She’d only ever had one real boyfriend, Allen, whom she began dating in high school, but broke up with a year or so after graduation when he joined the military. He wanted her to wait but didn’t want to marry her, so what good was that? And with World War II over for more than a decade, joining the military seemed more like an escape for Allen than a desire to serve. His actions told her what she needed to know about his intentions, so she broke it off. Last she heard, he was stationed somewhere in one of the Carolinas.
But tonight, well, tonight was like living a whole lifetime in one evening. The fear of the attack, the drama of the man who saved her, (and she still wondered exactly how he did it. Surely, she didn’t really see her attacker fly through the air across the street?) and the heart-throbbing intensity of a tall, dark stranger escorting her home. It felt like a scene from a picture show! So what if he talked funny? He was an educated rancher taking his time with her. The mere idea of it all made her insides quiver.
And that is how she found herself, using the door for support as her knees wanted to give way. Nothing had seemed so real, so alive, so exotic or passionate, as her brief interlude with Tom Quincy. Delilah only hoped she would see him again.