Once There Were Sad Songs (paperback) by Velda Brotherton

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  • In the summer of 1985, Mary Elizabeth flees a fanatic husband and a cult-like life to search for a meaningful existence. Camped in Ouachita State Park she falls in with three scruffy motorcycle bums after one of them rescues her from some young hoodlums. That one, despite all his nightmare memories, teaches her the true meaning of love and changes her life forever.
    Steven, a Vietnam vet and war hero set on the path to destruction with his buddies, never expected to find a woman whose love could help him see how to atone for his misspent life and find happiness again. But once he's kfound her and realized the way he must go, it's impossible to keep her in his life.  Or is it?

    Rating: Spicy
    Page Count: 296
    Word Count: 77662
    978-1-62830-020-8 Paperback
    978-1-62830-021-5 Digital


    On the off chance that a woman was drowning, he ran, stripping off the sweaty T-shirt, kicking free of the rubber sandals, and diving into the water. Like one of those damned lifeguards you saw on TV. Hell, he might look almost like he knew what he was doing.

    Reaching the spot where she'd sunk out of sight, he nosed under, feet kicking toward the dusky sky. In the murky water, scarcely lit by the dying sun, shades of a muted blue skirt billowed like a parachute. A halo of hair, long and wavy, undulated above pale, indistinct features. Long, powerful strokes took him closer. He peered into her face. Hanging upright, eyes closed so her long lashes curled on her cheeks, she didn't fight or kick. So eerily beautiful. So peaceful. For a moment the sight of her set his heart pounding with anticipation and desire, like a dream in which he could indulge in sexual lust without anyone getting hurt.

    Unreal. His mind flashed the message, and he thought of turning away, leaving her to whatever insane desires possessed her. For sure he'd be pissed if someone mucked up his attempt to do away with himself. She had the right, didn't she? Didn't everyone? Besides, maybe she was just a figment of his imagination. He let out bubbles of air, studied her a bit longer.

    A shudder rode over him, the brackish taste and gory smell of a long-ago, bloody battlefield thick in his nose and mouth, until he feared sucking in the water.


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