Hindsight
#1: Out of the Blue
Kelly
Martin
This
novella is the first in a three part series.
Start at the beginning...
You want to know how it all began.
How I fell for her? How I started to love...?
You want to know how I met Oliver Weston. How I grew to hate him? Why I did
what I did?
You want to know how it all began?
Because every story has a beginning, doesn't it?
Even mine.
Especially mine.
I loved her. I still do.
And I hated him. Still do.
So this is it. The start. My 'in the beginning'.
This is how an average guy from Oklahoma ended up here... talking to you.
It all started innocently enough. I needed a place to live. Jordan needed a
roommate.
It hit me out of the blue.
I only wish it had ended differently.
But we will get to that later.
Start at the beginning... are you sure you are ready?
Excerpt
I should have followed my gut
instincts. We would have all been happier. I know I would have been. I would
probably be with her right now. Not talking to you…
No offense. You are great and it’s
helping… I’m going to get back to the story now before I put my foot in my
mouth some more.
Okay, so I walked up the stairs, well,
limped if you want the correct word. Limped because my knee was killing me from
all the walking on campus and the God-forsaken stairs.
God-forsaken. Let’s go off on that
tangent for a second. See, Sheriff Rivers asked me if I believed in God. If I
was a church-going man. And I answered him yes. Yes, I was… actually I said my
father was a preacher which basically means the same thing. I went to church. I
believed in God. I was saved at a very young age. You need to know all of that
before we go on with this story. You need to know that I prayed and I had every
faith that everything would turn out okay.
Here’s the sixty-four thousand dollar
question… do I believe in God now? Three months later? I guess we’ll have to
get to that part, won’t we?
I didn’t have any of these thoughts as
I climbed up the stairs. I did, however, remember just as I got to the landing
on J’s floor that she had been mad at me. And I wondered, for a split second,
if she still was. I didn’t have to wait long.
A shoe.
A SHOE.
A red shoe.
A red high heeled shoe.
Flew past my head.
I had to do this really cool Matrix
move to keep the stiletto from impaling my eyeball.
Yep. Still mad.
I had a choice. Go up the stairs and
sulk or go talk to the girl. Maybe apologize. I wish I could say it was an easy
decision. A deadly object had been thrown at my head after all, but I decided I’d
take the high road for once in my life and go apologize to her.
Didn’t mean that I went in all
confident, though. I have to say, I kept my hands up and sort of shuffled into
the room. I mean, I knew enough to know that shoes came in pairs. Only one had
zipped by my head. She had another one in there somewhere.
Author
Bio
Kelly
Martin is the author of epic reads that you, your teen, and your Grandma Fannie
can all enjoy together. She has been on several Amazon best seller lists... has
won awards... and occasionally sleep (if she can ever get past that one level
of Candy Crush... sigh)
She
loves God, chocolate, Sleepy Hollow, and useless trivia.
Believes
in Sherlock Holmes. (Seriously, a total fan girl!!!)
A
list of her books
Crossing
the Deep
Saint
Sloan
Big
is Beautiful: A Love Story
The
Deception of Devin Miller
The
Afterlife of Lizzie Monroe
Saving
Sloan (Saint Sloan Sequel)
Hindsight:
Out of the Blue (Part 1)
Coming
in June: Hindsight: The Black Heart (2)
In
progress: Betraying Ever After: A Shattered Fairy Tale
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