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Storms Never Last Part 3this story is part of the FanClub (fm:romantic, 5034 words) [3/4] show all parts

Author: Jake Rivers Picture in profile
Added: Mar 17 2010Views / Reads: 484 / 365 [75%]Part vote: 9.67 (3 votes)
Terry moves on to a life without Annie. What part will Acey play in his new life in Wyoming?
 


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Storms Never Last Part 3 by Jake Rivers Copyright© 2010 by Jake Rivers

Chapter Nine - Terry

Wow! I couldn't believe I'd committed the revenue from my next three books on a ranch in Wyoming. Yeah, I had the first book in the editing process, but the second, my first western, "Death Rides the Range," seemed to be taking over my life. Last night I'd had another dream—one so realistic I remembered everything when I woke up in a sweat.

I awoke in a feverish daze, glimpses of reality coming to me in fitful spurts. The room was feminine, curtains, flowers, several handmade dolls on a large dresser. The pillow smelled like Millie, so I made the not unreasonable assumption that I was in her bed. The memories came to me only occasionally; eventually I was able to piece together what had happened. Millie's father, Colonel Tom, had sicced the dogs of war on me. I remembered that phrase from the story I'd read once by that Englishman, Shake Spear, or somthin'. It seemed that this guy, Antony, felt guilty about what he'd done to that Caesar fellow and cried out, "Cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war; that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial."

The door opened, and a snowy vision—Millie in a white gown, looking like a vision of an angel—came through the door and sat on my bed. Her hand ...

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