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First Date

Tina was young and naive.  She was also a statuesque beauty that Rex fell for the first time he saw her picture.

Rex had everything in order.  He thought he had arranged the perfect first date to start off the evening’s festivities.

The restaurant was cozy and dimly lit.  Rex had a view of the front door and would be able to spot her as soon as she walked in.  He had a single rose on the table next to him ready for that moment.

After an hour and 3 bourbons, Rex knew he had been stood up.  He stepped out into a damp Houston night.

Rex turned up his collar against cold.  He had his hands stuffed deep into his pockets, trying to keep them warm.  He clinched the little bottle in his pocket even tighter.

Clouds of vapor puffed out of his mouth as he walked along the sidewalk, cursing and muttering to himself.

“Bitch coulda at least texted me.  I sit there for a freakin’ hour waiting on her!  Hell, I told her we’d go to the  game after!  I told her that I had bought the tickets for crissake!”

Rex’s feet were getting wet.  He’d stepped in a puddle as he crossed the street to his car.  This made him all the more angry.  “Flaky whore!”

As he approached his car he fished his keys out.  He clicked the little button on the remote and the trunk lid made a soft “chunk” sound and sprung open.

Cautiously looking around him, Rex reached into the trunk and pulled the gym bag out unzipping it.  He spread open the top of the bag and peered inside.  All was as it should be.  There was a good, strong nylon rope, duct tape, and a large knife.

He dug into his front pocket and pulled out the little bottle of chloroform.   He dropped it into the gym bag along with his other date night tools.

 Copyright (C) 2017 Penny Wilson

*When I came across this older piece of mine, I decided that it deserved a second outing.  I hope that you enjoyed it.

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First Date

Tina was young and naive.  She was also a statuesque beauty that Rex fell for the first time he saw her picture.

Rex had everything in order.  He thought he had arranged the perfect first date to start off the evening’s festivities.

The restaurant was cozy and dimly lit.  Rex had a view of the front door and would be able to spot her as soon as she walked in.  He had a single rose on the table next to him ready for that moment.

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Opening Chapter

I’ve not allowed anyone other than a few very close family & friends to see what I’ve been working on with this novel.  But I would Really appreciate any feedback, good, bad or otherwise, that you could give me.  Is it enough to hook the reader?  Below is part of the opening chapter of my novel.  

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Sarah’s first thought was “Did I nap that long?”  It was almost dark.  Then the pain hit.  It was an excruciating, blinding, pain in the back of her head.  She reached up to put her hand on the back of her head.  It felt wet and sticky there.

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