First, read this short excerpt.
Ebb Tide
Chapter One.
Miles of suburban houses and buildings flashed past
the window on the return journey from the airport. Lulled by the rocking motion
of the passenger train, Liliha's mind drifted. How could she carry on after
Oliver's murder? They'd only been married for six months. When her stinging
eyes promised a flow of tears, she gazed down. Shielded from unwanted curiosity
by her curtain of long dark locks, rapid heaving in her chest linked with the stomach-clenching
spasms of sobs which threatened to explode. Her body swayed on the vibrating
seat while she gained control of her breathing.
Finally, she darted a glance at the other
passengers.
To stave off another tremor of grief, she tilted the
moonstone ring on her right hand. The asterism, an optical effect inside the
crystal, caught the flash of the star imprisoned at the beginning of creation.
Liliha sympathized, confined as she was in the train hurtling towards Cornwall.
After protecting the ring with her other hand, her
glance slid over the row of passengers opposite. Interest flicked in a man's
eyes before he dropped his head.
Repelled by his furtive expression and scarred cheek,
she acknowledged how unprotected she must seem. She shouldn't have worn the
ring.
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Judging from this beginning, say what you expect to happen in my latest, unpublished novel.
I'll give a pdf copy of Still Rock Water to a random comment. Make them as weird, funny or sensible as you like.
