I’m flat out… well, past flat out, to finish your next story and another one shortly thereafter. One thing about being a self-pubbed author in two boxed-set groups…. there are deadlines to keep me honest!
Summer Romance on Main Street
Your new stories will be out very soon! As you’ve probably heard, we’re not only doing a Christmas boxed set this year, but also a Summertime one! Summer Romance on Main Street will be out this month! Keep checking back here to hear when it’s out!
In case you’re wondering, yes, I have changed the cover image for Once Upon a Vet School #7: Lena Takes a Foal.
Here it is! (and yes, that’s me, my horse Maya, and my youngest son…)
Join us for another story in Lena’s series of Once Upon a Vet School!
And you will too, when you read Once Upon a Vet School #6: Fifty Miles at a Breath (Page coming soon!) in our upcoming boxed set, Summer Romance on Main Street!
I’ve done endurance riding and ride-and-ties myself, plus crewed and vetted for many more. I thought it might be nice to give people a little glimpse into that world.
So here’s a little excerpt from OAVS #6: Fifty Miles at a Breath:
From Once Upon a Vet School #6: Fifty Miles at a Breath
Prince was back in the corral attached to his trailer when I arrived at Blake’s camper. The stallion whuffled softly to me and lipped at the grass I’d found for him. I may be a disaster with men, but I know how to make horses love me.
“He’ll leave me for you, if you keep that up.” Blake’s eyes glowed down at me from the open door of his camper.
“Come on in and have a drink with me, but leave Prince out there. He’d wreck the camper, so he has to stay outside, but you look like you have better manners.” He waved me in. “Beer? Juice? Whiskey?”
I thought the juice might be safest, in my present state of mind.
The comfortable cab-over camper looked well used, but well cared for. Blake caught me looking it over.
“It’s not fancy, but it’s gone a lot of miles. We take it camping in the high Sierra and to a lot of endurance rides.”
I gulped. Getting ahead of myself again. Of course, a man so vivacious and fun would have a wife. I swallowed the bitter disappointment and accepted the juice with thanks. “High Sierra?”
“Yes, we take the horses and camp up high, near the tree line, and take day rides out from the camper.”
I grinned at him beneath my brows. “That’s not real camping, in a camper.”
He snorted. “Have you ever done it?”
“I’ve camped for years.”
He lifted one brow. “In the High Sierra?”
“Wait until you try it. You won’t think I’m such a tenderfoot, then.”
That got me. I had no idea what he meant. And I probably wasn’t going to find out. Surely he was married. Probably to one of those money- grubbers he’d mentioned last time we spoke.
“So, you’ve finished your meeting?”
“Sure have. I know where I need to be, and when. Stethoscope in hand and secretary assigned. One Janelle Knight.”
“Nice girl, Janelle. Known her parents for years. She wants to be a vet.”
I shuddered, then grinned. “I’ll try not to put her off vet school.”
“Let’s just say the course is designed to be passed, but it’s tough. Their selection process is pretty strong. So far, we’ve not lost any of our classmates through the first three years of the program, and gained one from the previous class who had a little trouble adjusting back to school life after he retired from a navy career.” I smiled. “His life dream was to be a vet. Fortunately or unfortunately, he grew up in a navy family, so into the navy he went.”
“Wow, what dedication.”
“Yep. He adds so much to our class.”
“Let’s go, or will miss dinner.” Blake held the door for me as I climbed down the steps.
I didn’t see much of that these days. I grinned over my shoulder as I thanked him, then promptly tripped over the trailer brake.
Pull it together. A guy’s nice to you and you melt.
I managed to hit the ground with my feet, rather than my head, and stood waiting beside Prince while Blake climbed down—carefully, I noticed.
We headed in the general direction of the cookhouse. Blake stopped at this trailer and that to introduce me to his friends.
The on-duty ambulance rolled slowly to a halt near us, the driver looking around and talking on his radio.
“What’s up?” Blake asked someone.
“Faye Waters took her horse out for a ride and her horse came back alone. Not sure what happened, but they found her on the ground, her head against a rock. She had her helmet on, but she was unconscious.” He nodded his head at the ambulance. “They’ve radioed for a chopper and it’s on its way. They’re finalizing a landing spot now.”
The other ambulance attendant hopped out. “Can you all please clear the area? The chopper is on its way,” he called out, in a loud voice.
We moved to the edge of the clearing and searched the sky for a helicopter. Blake saw it before I could even hear it.
“He’s going a pretty good clip.” Blake raised an eyebrow at the chopper, racing toward us. Suddenly, it was right above us, coming faster than I could have imagined, dropping like a stone into the clearing before us. It was only twenty feet above the ground, too close for comfort. A graying man walked past them, struggling to lead a gray Arabian as it danced sideways, snorting and tugging at its lead. The man glanced around, and then up to see what was frightening his charge. Suddenly, his horse galloped past me, so close I felt the wind from its passing. I turned back to see if the man was okay, but he’d vanished.
Blake dashed off to catch the horse and I ran over to where the man had been. Where had he gone? I peered over the riverbank near where I’d last seen him. There he was. Ten feet down, hunched into a ball on the rocky riverbed, hands and arms cradling his head. His whole body shook.
“Are you all right?” I called out, but he didn’t respond. I scrambled down beside him and reached a hand out toward his shoulder.
“No!” Blake’s voice rang out from high above me.
I froze, but not before I’d touched the hot skin of the man’s shoulder and my world went ballistic. I tried to scream past the fingers digging into my face and covering my mouth, and then a band of flesh-covered steel clamped tight across my throat.
I’ve always adored Lena, and Blake’s pretty cool, too. Hope you love Lena and Blake’s story, coming SOON!