Sabbatical Adventures begin . . .

Sabbatical Adventures begin . . .

Monday, February 16, 2015

Sneak Peek

It's time for a sneak peek of my book!    It's a story for women--mother and daughter story with a touch of romance, the savvy husband hero, and a some fun!   Here's a glimpse of the flavor:

If Abby thought Thursday had come quickly, Friday evening was there like she had crossed the International Date Line and lost a day!  She was riding down the road in his red Forester moving quickly along the country road past the lumber mill, over the creek and alongside the golf course at the edge of town.  She didn't know what to think.  She was still wondering what was happening?  Danny was driving and rattling on about his day, his customers, and talking about the RBA’s recent activities.
Finally arriving at the Oregon City Steak House, Abby entered with Danny to find that a reservation had been made in his name.  “Really, Danny, you didn't have to go to all this trouble.  I just have a few questions . . . .”
“No trouble Abs; in fact, the owner’s a friend!   Besides I don’t think we could talk in one of those trendy, noisy places.  And I didn't want to take you to a fast food place, so Artie has reserved a quiet table for us away from the traffic zone.  After you, m’lady,”  waving his hand for her to follow the hostess. 
As Abby proceeded to follow the smartly dressed hostess to the table, she wondered how she got herself into this predicament.  When they arrived at the table, it was a secluded booth with high backed seats, a candle burning at the back of the table, precisely set with beautiful white cloth napkins and a bud vase with a single yellow rose.  She and Danny were handed large menus which Abby almost hid behind as she perused the entries; she had never eaten in this establishment. The prices seemed a little on the higher side, as were the entree types. 
   “Danny, you really didn't need to bring me here.  I don’t know what to say.”
   “Say nothing, Abby.  Let me treat one of my favorite customers.  This quiet booth will provide us time and space to answer all your questions.   And some of my questions might get answered, too.  I’ve wanted to get to know you.  So just enjoy, Miss Abby.  What’ll ya have?”
   She had not known Mr. Clark to be so forward.  He was always friendly, cordial with all his customers, but this!  Abby began to worry about who might recognize them and get the wrong idea.  She just wanted a few questions answered, and now--now she had forgotten what they were! *

  * Excerpt from Abby's Story by Linda Easter Pruitt, 2015. 


  1. LOVED reading the excerpt! I like the descriptive details of the table :)

  2. How fun to get to read a bit of your book!! Sounds great!

  3. I want to know what the questions were! =)