Today, I'm happy to be hosting Mary J. Schiller.
Blurb ~
Nash is trying to make a name for himself in the art world…
But when he meets a realtor to buy a gallery, he is stunned
to find Chloe sitting at the table with the man. He has never stopped thinking
about her since she disappeared from his life without a trace. Is it too late
to win back her love?
Chloe has finally found a way to leave her past behind her…
But her heart leaps out of her chest when she sees Nash. How
can he be here? Now…after all this time? On the surface, she pulls herself back
together. But underneath she feels she is about to shatter. After remaking
herself, how can she deal with being faced with Nash and the life she knew
before?
If this chance meeting doesn’t rip Chloe and Nash apart, he will.
Little do they know, someone has been lurking in the shadows,
manipulating them all along. If he has his way, the two will never be reunited.
Even if he has to take one of them out to ensure it.
Character Interview
Nash Nabry
Job- I’m an artist and I just finished building my own studio.
Level of schooling, or self-taught- I attended the New York School of Art.
Birthplace- I was born in New York City, but was raised in Cold Springs, New York.
Currently residing in a tiny apartment in New York, but planning to move into roomier quarters over my gallery.
Favorite type of pet- I always wanted a dog. A retriever, to be specific. But my mom is allergic to them.
Level of schooling, or self-taught- I attended the New York School of Art.
Birthplace- I was born in New York City, but was raised in Cold Springs, New York.
Currently residing in a tiny apartment in New York, but planning to move into roomier quarters over my gallery.
Favorite type of pet- I always wanted a dog. A retriever, to be specific. But my mom is allergic to them.
Excerpt ~
I
watched from my bedroom window, peering through the branches of the huge oak
tree growing at the corner of the front of the house. A large moving van backed
slowly up the long, rambling gravel driveway. I held my breath, and repeated in
a low whisper, “Please have a boy my age. Please have a boy my age.”
When
the truck finally came to a stop, and the door of the cab opened, a cowboy hat
appeared on someone about my size and I whooped with glee, pounding down the
stairs and out the back door, slamming the screen door as I hollered over my
shoulder, “They have a boy! They have a boy!”
My
mom called after me as she iced a chocolate cake. “Nash Steven Nabry, you get
back here this instant. The last thing they need is you underfoot.”
But
I ignored her, running pell-mell to the truck, kicking up rock behind me. Even
now I can recall the scratch of my tennis shoes as I made a sliding stop in
front of her, scattering gravel left and right, and the way the rock dust
filled my throat and nostrils as much as my indignation. “You’re a girl,” I
spat.
“Nash!”
my mother’s appalled voice yelled from several yards behind me. I still don’t
understand how she could always hear every impolite word I spoke, yet not hear
me when I called up the stairs asking her where the cereal was. Then Chloe’s
father came around the back end of the truck, and the grownups introduced
themselves while I stared at Chloe and Chloe stared at me like this was a
showdown at the O.K. Corral, which was fitting considering her outfit. Looking
back, my mind automatically added the dramatic, high-pitched, whistling notes
from the theme song to The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly, a Clint Eastwood movie
my brother, Ed, liked to watch. Chloe rubbed a fist in her eye, which probably
was irritated by the chalky, drifting dust I raised from the gravel, squinting
the other eye in the bright sunshine as she glared at me.
Links ~
Author Bio ~
MJ is a lunch lady in the heart of Central Illinois. My gosh!
Can you get more folksy than that? She met her husband at the University of
Missouri-Columbia and now she has a nineteen-year-old (how did that happen?)
and seventeen year old triplets! She loves to read, karaoke (where she can
pretend she is a rock star) and spends WAY too much time on Facebook. She grew
up in St. Louis and still has family there.
Website: www.mjschillerauthor.blogspot.com
Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/mjschiller/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/mjschiller
Thanks MJ for stopping by,
Tina
6 comments:
Thank you for hosting me, Tina! And for coming up with the whole Eggcerpt Exchange idea. It's been fun!
I love this excerpt. :-) Sorry to be so late!
Great excerpt! Sounds like a TBR. What a fun bio and very clever.
Thank you, Linda and Leah! I appreciate you stopping in today!
I love home town childhood romances--there's soooo much room for conflict of homegrown variety. Good luck with this one.
This sounds sooo good! Must add to TBR pile. Best of luck with it.
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