![]() ![]() Not out of sorrow, but out of guilt and shame and the blame. ![]() The black hearse pulled up alongside them, but he didn’t look. It was his fault, but it did not stop the tugging inside his chest. They all stood in a small group, but he stood to the side. They stood on the pavement, but not together. He was the thing in the shadows that stared in through the darkness. He stood on the outside looking in through some kind of invisible barrier, one that used to keep him safe, but now, it only kept him out. Without it, I’d just be a shadow in a vast sea of authors. To my street team, for all the shares and promotion you do for me. To Terrie and Kimberly for your continued support, encouragement and endless supply of book teasers. ![]() To Angela, for all the work you do for me. Thank you to Kellie for my amazing cover. Without your care and support, my writing would not have made it this far. Join my mailing list for news, contests and exclusive content click here.Īs always, my dedications first go to Tony and Cynthia. Written permission may be obtained from the author. All rights reserved, including the right to publish this book or portions thereof (except for reviews, news media reports, brief quotes with attribution, and purposes of promotion of this book or other novels by Mason Sabre) in any form whatsoever. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.Ĭover Art by Kellie Dennis at Book Cover by DesignĬopyright © 2015 by Mason Sabre. All characters in this novel are fictitious. ![]()
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |