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5 x 8 Paperback |
ISBN: 9781598002201 |
$16.95 |
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She left him a broken man teetering on the brink of madness. He fully expected to remain in that condition for the rest of his life. But one night, in a dark and filthy alley, fate sent him another reason to hope. In the midst of his deepest despair, he found a purpose far greater than himself and in the process discovered the true meaning of happiness. And now, with his heart again dreaming, he had a plan—a plan that would give him a life beyond his wildest fantasies. But there were three things standing in his way: the police who hunted him, the Russians he would steal from, and the man he had sworn to kill.
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My mind and heart had been locked to tender feelings since childhood. The only breech in my armor had come with my obsession for Christine. That tiny opening had sealed itself back soon enough with her betrayal.
To be honest it wasn't so much her betrayal as it was my inability to win her. No matter, really. After the loss of that dream, the only dream I had ever put words to, my soul had slammed shut so tightly that I was sure there would be no other entry allowed for the rest of my life.
I had been determined to never expose myself again to the pain, the heartache of rejection. The level of pain was simply too great to survive again, too consuming to risk a second time. The only way I saw to avoid it was to keep myself away from all sources of temptation. I had thought myself resigned to a solitary life. After all, it was simply more of the same for me. There was really no need for high drama.
Once the madness receded, I was able to reason that I could continue my life alone. It was theoretically impossible to miss something I had never had, so I would be fine, I told myself.
How quickly the mind can change. Those arguments had seemed valid at the time perhaps because I had needed them for my sanity. I was now forced to entertain the very real possibility that I had manufactured the notion of my sealed heart, when in fact, it had lain wide open all along, just waiting for an opportunity to grasp the first passing chance to feel.
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About Debra P. Whitehead
Debra P. Whitehead is a lifelong resident of Tennessee where she lives with her husband. She has written numerous short stories, poems, and children’s stories, but this is her first full-length novel.
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