Teaser Tuesday

Happy May Day and good Tuesday morning to you! I must admit, May is my favorite month of the year. It never fails that the month is always jam packed with good things in our family. This year, it also starts the countdown to my trip to Arizona Dreamin'!!!!! Yay!!! I'm nervous and excited! One more month and I get an entire weekend away! Did I mention I haven't been somewhere without kids and family in tow in nearly a decade? Of course, my oldest daughter understands where I'm going but can't understand WHY she can't go too. She also decided that she is going to diligently work on her own novel so that when she does get the opportunity to go - she'll be published.

She's 8.

Why didn't I have this type of foresight when I was 8? Or hell, 30 for that matter?!???

Okay, it's Teaser Tuesday and I decided to drop in a few lines from the piece I wrote for Nano back in November. I surpassed the 50,000 words and set the idea aside and haven't looked at it since. At some point, it needs serious revision....

Don't forget to drop by Krystal Shannan's  page for her teaser! It's a great one!!!!!


(excerpt from The Rebel Spy)

“What the hell is going on here?” General Steele demanded angrily as he broke through the undergrowth. Light from the moon filtered through the trees. He assessed the scene with one sweeping gaze. His soldiers had happened upon a woman in the forest. They now had her pinned securely to the ground.

“Sir, we’ve found a rebel.” Waxman sneered at the woman beneath him.

General Steele lifted a brow. Blood stained the front of Waxman’s shirt.

“It’s a spy, sir.” Waxman’s accomplice added. Tompkins didn’t look any better. His eye was already beginning to swell closed.

“Looks more like you’ve found a hell cat.” General Steele chuckled. The little rebel had obviously thrown a few good punches before his men had managed to wrestle her to the ground.

“We found this on her.” Tompkins held out the letter. The sobs of a child floated out of the trees and Knowles appeared. A squirming red headed girl held tightly in his arms.

“I heard her crying, Sir.” Knowles reported.

The young woman on the ground renewed her struggles with the appearance of the little girl.

“Be still, bitch,” Waxman hissed as her feet pounded against him. He shifted and pressed his knee into her back more deeply.

“Let her up, Waxman.” General Steele ordered.

“But, Sir,” Waxman protested.

“Let her up, now.” General Steele pressed his lips together and leveled a hard stare at the angry soldier. It wasn’t the first time Waxman was slow to obey an order. He nodded for Knowles to let the little girl go. The tiny girl immediately ran to where her mother was pushing up off the ground.

“Mama,” she sobbed against her mother’s skirts.

General Steele motioned again, this time for Tompkins to hand him the letter. The seal had been broken. He unfolded it and read silently.

“Bring them back to camp.” General Steele ordered softly. He tucked the letter into his jacket pocket.