13+ The voices in Keisha’s head know where her fiancé has been left for dead, but who will believe her?
Keisha Moore has a secret which has been kept hidden her entire life. But when her fiancé, Clifford Valdez, disappears and the authorities dismiss it as lovers’ remorse, she has to tell somebody.
Published: March 31st, 2015
The voices in Keisha’s head know where her fiancé has been left for dead, but who will believe her?
Keisha Moore has a secret which has been kept hidden her entire life. But when her fiancé, Clifford Valdez, disappears and the authorities dismiss it as lovers’ remorse, she has to tell somebody. Can she make anybody understand the four voices in her head are real, and they know where Clifford has been taken? How can she save the man she loves without revealing her deepest secret?
Clifford and Keisha Announce Engagement
Clifford and Keisha spilled through the front door, giggling. Her mother pressed her brows together, puzzled by their sudden entrance and vivacity.
“Has the game started?” Clifford yelled to whoever was in the den.
Clifford helped Keisha slip out of her coat. She intentionally left her gloves on. He unwrapped her scarf from her neck and wound it on the coat hanger along with her coat. She turned to do the same for him, except he pulled his gloves off and slid them into his coat pockets. She skipped into the den, giggling like a little girl. Clifford, too, chuckled as he followed close behind her. Zeke and Rose stared with an expectant smile.
Daniel looked up from coloring at the coffee table and laughed. Their effervescent joy was contagious.
Phyllis’s eyes crinkled as she watched Keisha move between everybody seated and the T.V. “Well, for heaven’s sake, come sit down. Why are you still wearing your gloves?”
“Oh,” Keisha coyly pulled at her right glove. “I thought I’d keep them on…” She handed the right glove to Clifford whose grin widened as he took it from her. His eyebrows rose as she teasingly pulled at her left glove. “…until I could show you…” She yanked the glove off and held her hand up with the ring facing out. “…this!”
“OH!” Phyllis cried and leaped to her feet.
Daniel looked around, a puzzled look on his face, as the adults ran up to hug Clifford and Keisha. He ran up, too. The National Anthem played on the T.V., but it was ignored. The Moores hugged their future son-in-law. Rose and Zeke clasped hands. Daniel was hoisted on Zeke’s hip for a five-person group hug. Congratulations were repeated over and over. Even Inez clasped her hands with joy.
Keisha glanced at Clifford. He shrugged.
“I have no idea.” Keisha looked at her mom. A dampened sense of sadness blanketed her joy for a moment. If Mom did have some form of dementia, how long would her memory last? “We haven’t discussed it.”
Clifford squeezed her close to his side. Had he read her mind, noticed her concerns for Mom? “Soon, I think.”
She looked at him sternly. “Yeah?”
“You heard my fiancé.” She nodded. “Soon.”
About the author:
Lynn Donovan spends her days chasing after her muses, trying to get them to settle down and behave long enough to write down their words and actions. The results have produced short stories published in anthologies: The Clockwork Dragon, Different Dragons II, and Supernatural Colorado. Lynn’s full-length novels include The Wishing Well Curse, Thorns of Betrayal, and Secret Voices. She has also published Rocking Horse Shadows, and Christmas Grace, Signing Seeds. Other stories are hovering out there somewhere, so keep a look out for Fertility Pirates, Echoes from the Loft, and White Blossom Cottage.
Lynn enjoys reading and writing Christian, Paranormal, and Speculative Fiction. But you never know what her muses will come up with for a story, you could see a novel under any given genre. All that can be said is keep your eyes open, cause these muses are not sitting still for long! Oops, there they go again…