Mid Week Tease: Grand Slam

ImageGood morning, everyone. I rise from the depths of editing hell today to share a snippet of another of my works with you. Just like Batman, Superman, and Arrow, I have a secret identity–well maybe not so secret, and I’m not a crime fighting superhero, but I love the idea of being part of that group.

I co-author novels and novellas under the name, Misty Matthews, with a young writer from Newfoundland. Misty Cail, my partner in crime, writes the basic plot line, and I add the details, flesh it out if you will. One of our novels, Coming Home, which was one of four in a series, died a quick death with the failure of Front Porch Romance, whose publisher may or may not have filed for bankruptcy. We’re hoping to resurrect it and complete the series soon. 

Our novella, Grand Slam, on the other hand is published by Secret Cravings Publishing, is doing well. It’s short–that’s what novella means, right? So I do admit to some confusion when I read reviews on Amazon complain it’s short! At 16,000 words. What did you expect? Volume two of War and Peace?

About Grand Slam

ImageSeven days under the Louisiana stars with major league catcher Justin Harris left Brittney James broken hearted and pregnant. Ten years later, her son has baseball in his blood and idolizes the last man Britt ever wants to see again. When she reluctantly agrees to take her son to a game, the worst possible thing happens . . . he catches his hero’s grand slam ball. Justin asks for a meet and greet, but Brittney is terrified. How can she face him knowing the secret she’s kept from him all these years?

Justin Harris’s first grand slam is one for the  record books, but his biggest shock comes from seeing the woman he loved and lost ten years ago up on the stadium screen. The fact that her son caught the ball gives him an opportunity to renew an old friendship. How will he react when he learns Brittney’s secret?  

And now for your teaser: 

“Go Ravens!” Dustin yelled.

At the rapture on Dustin’s face as he cheered, she realized how selfish she’d been these past three years. Her guilty conscience started to nag at her. Had the decision she’d made eleven years ago been fair to either the man who’d sired her child or to her son? She’d made what she’d believed to be the only decision possible, but she wasn’t so sure now.

She kept one eye on the big screen, and each time the camera panned the crowd in the stadium, she stopped breathing. She saw Dustin’s team on the screen along with a few other special interest groups, but they were simply a couple of fans. There was nothing special about them to draw the cameraman’s attention. Everything was going to be fine. She relaxed and tried to concentrate on the close game.

At the top of the fifth inning with no score yet, Justin Harris came up to bat with the bases loaded. The whole stadium seemed to hold its breath, everyone that is except Dustin who continued to cheer on his idol. Brittney slumped into her seat trying to avoid attention. Her son screamed in the loudest voice she’d ever heard him use. If Justin couldn’t hear him, the man had to be stone deaf.

Dustin flopped into his seat and covered his eyes with his glove. “I can’t watch.” He looked over at her, his glove hiding the field from his view, his eyes aglow with excitement and the fear his hero would strike out. The count was full at three balls, two strikes. Dustin was so tense, he was almost hyperventilating.

“Don’t worry, honey. There are four more innings, and it’s only midway through the season. He’ll have more chances.”

“Mom, he has a shot at hitting a grand slam. He’s never hit one. He’s gone for the cycle, but he’s never had a grand slam. This is a big deal.” He scowled as if as a ball fan she should realize the implications of this moment. “There were only one hundred and one hit all of last season out of over twenty-five hundred games!”

“Sorry. I guess that is pretty rare.” She rubbed his back and smiled at how seriously he took his baseball.

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