#Throwback Thursday for Our Review of Fractured Lives by Sue Coletta @SueColetta1 #Mystery Thriller

This is a terrific review. I don’t often read thrillers and mysteries, but this review convinced me to this novel.

anita dawes and jaye marie

Fractured-Lives-with-KW-logo.jpgThree couples, the perfect Maine vacation, and a fateful night that lands one of the women in mortal danger.   Couples are going missing in Sunset Cove at Long Lake, and the authorities seem more concerned with not tarnishing the reputation of their popular tourist destination. Until … while out for a spin on her wave runner, Shawnee Daniels pulls alongside a deserted canoe.    Blood stains the seat.  

 When retired SEAL Brandon “Boomer” Rayne wakes to an empty bed—his bride-to-be Daphne nowhere inside their rented cabin—he enlists the help of the only people he’s met in the state: the couple next door, Shawnee Daniels and Revere, Massachusetts Detective Levaughn Samuels.   Uncertainty bonds the two neighbors, forced together by tragedy.

Their predicament turns even deadlier when the half-nude body of a female washes ashore. No obvious signs of homicide exist. How did she die? Does her death relate to Daphne’s disappearance?   Time’s running out.  

 Can they piece…

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The Secret Lives of Doors #WritePhoto

These silent sentinels, keepers of our secrets

they wait for our footsteps, the turning of a lock

You are home, they breathe as we pass through

with nary a thought to their waiting

They sniff the air for the scents we carry

The bakery again, that kind of a day?

No, not the news, love, play your music

the dancing kind, it’s been too long

There now, isn’t that better?

Will the children come again?

Their laughter tickles

Will she come along, trailing her strawberry scent?

If she knocks, will you let her in?

You really should, you know

Don’t pretend you don’t miss her

You with your dark rooms and moods

that never ends well

She’s here

Open the door, love

Trust me

Open the door, love

It’s time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Choices #WritePhoto

They were wrong. All of them. The deniers and the politicians, all were wrong. The scientists, denigrated for their audacity to speak truth to power, were far too late with their warnings.

Our demise had long been written in our carbon footprints.

Viewed from space, the earth is a living, breathing entity suspended in an endless sea of night, inhaling and exhaling with a blue and green set of lungs.

Is the earth sentient? Perhaps. It has defended itself from debris flung from the cosmos. When volcanoes spewed molten lava creating dense clouds that blocked the sun, it held its breath while all other living things perished. And we humans? We are the most malignant of cancers. The earth defends itself from us and rightly so.

Malice or retribution is not the earth’s intention. The earth is not evil or benign. It just is. It survives. Will we?