#MidWeekTease with a lady who wonders what's going on...


Hi everyone, 

 I'm back in the groove again, and he's the first of what I intend to be regular posts.

 It's not easy finding a passage very week when you've only got one book out.
New Beginnings for Bryony Bennett, and it's available from Amazon 

here 

(Thought I'd sneak that in.)

 However book two, working title, The Transformation of Lottie Botte is in edits and my third book,  working title Maisie makes a move (or some such thing) had begun to take shape.

 so this week I'll give you a wee snippet from Maisie...


Maisie saw her class of five year olds into the dinner hall, checked the contents of her purse and swore under her breath. Thirty three pence wouldn’t get her far. She’d started out with a tenner and change in her purse, with the intention of getting some cash on her way home. Only to be met by Maria, the school secretary with a cheery, ‘lottery money due. Tenner this week, tenner next.’
She’d handed the money over—after all if she didn’t it would be sods law they won the jackpot, and vowed to borrow a fiver for lunch from her mate, Deb. Who beat her to it and asked if Maisie could sub her. They both ended up falling on the mercy of the deputy head and once lunch was over Maisie popped to the bank. She cut through the park and sniffed at the scent of freshly cut grass and flowers. Took a good look around and stopped dead in her tracks.
Stanley, her current boyfriend who was supposed to be on a course in Runcorn, appeared to be very loved up with someone on a park bench. The way they were playing tonsil tennis was almost at the level of needing police interference so as not to upset the kids on the jungle gym. The fact one of the kids had hollered ‘oy mister, get a room’, hadn’t seem to bother them one bit. Stanley and a. n. other ignored the child.
 Luckily, they hadn’t noticed Maisie as she stood, stared and walked on by. To then send a text to Stanley, her now ex-boyfriend. If she called him a two-faced, fink rat it was no more than he deserved. The information she added, saying his car had been clamped, and oh dear she’d accidentally found and lost his credit card, was totally untruthful, and petty. But gave her oh so much satisfaction. As did the way she ignored his seven texts and three phone calls in the space of ten minutes.

(Hope that whetted your appetite.)

Catch all the other #MidWeekTease here

Have a great week, and enjoy your reading,

love Katy


Comments

  1. Susanne MatthewsNovember 21, 2018 at 1:22 PM

    Love it, especially the British expressions that bring you right into the story. Well done.

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  2. Danii X HallowsNovember 21, 2018 at 11:01 PM

    Yes, I agree with Susanne, love the expressions!

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  3. Kimberly GouldNovember 23, 2018 at 2:51 PM

    Sounds great. Don't hesitate to share Work in Progress as well! -- Angelica

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