On the Hilton Head beach.....

As the new day dawned, Lindy stood on the balcony of her condo in Hilton Head and watched the sun come up over the ocean. For a few seconds the world was cast in pink. Tiny clouds formed a network of while lace in front of the glow, then a long v-shaped parade of pelicans gllided by and gently tipped the white capped waves.
 She dressed  in new white shorts and halter, grabbed her sunglasses and hurried out to the beach for a walk. The sun warmed her bare shoulders and the soft sand cushioned her feet. The tide had been in leaving behind a line of seashells where it had crested, and then receded. She looked awestruck at the vast expanse of blue water and wondered what foreign country it reached to.  Probably Morocco, she thought. She walked on, the shells crunching under her feet, lost in the beauty of her surroundings and feeling the marvelous freedom. And caught up in the magnificence, she didn't notice the fog that had begun to roll in. She was several miles out when the sun suddenly dimmed and the curtain of gray caught up with her. In a matter of minutes it had enclosed around her. She stopped and watched in horror as it swept past her spiraling over the beach, then stood still as it smothered her in dampness.
Everything disappeared; the sky, the beach and the water. Then she realized the landmarks were gone as well. The silence was only broken by the crashing waves as the Atlantic Ocean seemed to be closing in.
Should she scream?  Would anyone hear her?
Her clothes hung wet and her hair in wispy strands. When she looked down she could see her shoes, but when she extended her arm out her fingers disappeared in the heavy mist. She dropped down to her knees in the sand, boxed in on all sides by the heavy drape. Her breath caught in her throat as she huddled on the beach, her hands splayed over the seashell. It seemed as if hours went by as Lindy sat immobilized in fear, afraid to move, lost and alone in a foreign world.

It was that first meeting!

Lindy and Mitzi lifted their margaritas to their lips and held their cigarettes arched smartly in their hands showing off beautifully manicured nails as they watched the two men approaching.  Their eyes met with school girl glee, reminiscent of their years together in college.
"Mi Amore," one said in a heavily accented voice as they hovered at the girls table.  "My brother and I would like to join you."
Lindy turned her brown eyes to him and lowered her glass.
"Well, I don't know---, What do you think Mitzi?"
Mitzi looked worried.
"You're just not adventuresome! We've got time for one drink," Lindy scolded Mitzi, taken by their foreign charm.
The two men were handsome; their dark feataures accentuated by their white linen trousers and bright silk shirts. Their bare feet were encased in Gucci loafers. One of them reached a hand out to Lindy and said, "My name is Mario D'Agustino and this is my brother Andre. We've been admiring your beauty. Our hearts are beating rapidly!"
Oh brother, Lindy thought as she took his hand, then had a minute to check out their gold watches and bracelets gleaming in the sunlight.
A waitress stopped by and Mario said, "We would like a bottle of Dom Perignon please!"
"Lindy," Mitzi started to protest, and Lindy kicked her under the table.
"Join us," She invited, then after taking seats, she asked, "Where are you guys from?"  She smiled demurely, always curious about people. She'd been accused of being just plain nosey from time to time.  But now she swung her sandaled foot out to display her bare leg.  Her long skirt was unbuttoned to just above her knees.  Maybe a little too high, she thought now as she glanced down.
She looked up as Mario said, "We're from Florida but originally from Europe." He brought a cigarette to his sensuous lips and snapped a slim gold lighter. "Have you ladies been here before?"
"Sure, many times," Lindy lied easily and smiled. "What brings you two here?"
"We're here to buy and sell," Andre said now.  He had been letting Mario do the talking and now he sat up and poured the chanpagne that the waitress had set down on their table.  "We need to celebrate, Senoritas!"
"Okay," Lindy said, "but what are we celebrating?"
"Something we've been working on for months!"  And everyone clinked their glasses together and began to sip the expensive wine.

Nightmares and Dreams Chapter 26

"Manny, you got some time to spare?" Reed Conners asked as he paced around Betty's kitchen using her telephone.
"Yeah buddy, what's up?"
"Remember John Thomas? The paper says he got loose while being transferred.  He's headed this way!"
"No shit! Coming this way?"
"Christ," Reed exhaled, "I thought we had him put away for good.  I'm coming down!"
He hung up the phone and took one last look around Betty's home. This was the second time he had been downtown that day. First to see Manny and the chief, then to attend court in the afternoon to indict the guy who had put a bullet in his shoulder, drug dealer Rocky Huot.  He wondered again where Mitzi Grover had disappeared to.  She'd been smart to turn that sleaze Huot in and get away.
Reed cussed at the heavy trafic as the setting sun hit him in his eyes. Don't these fools ever get to where they're going and stay put? He remembered the quiet roads in the north.
Manny was at his desk, dressed in his usual faded jeans and tee shirt when he got to the Dallas Police station.  He pulled out a chair and turned it backwards, then sat and rested his arms over the top.
"Manny, how hard is it to trail someone traveling on a credit card?" 
"Not hard at all. Why?"
Thomas is following me, to get to Lindy!"
"What makes you think that?"
Reed leaned his chin on his hands and was silent for a minute. "Its a gut feeling I have.  He was obcessed with getting the million dollar insurance money she collected, but he failed.  Now the asshole has broken out of prison and he wants revenge!"

How the Lindy Lewis Novels began-

Lindy Lewis, a feisty adventuress is terribly insecure about the future after her husband succumbs to a fatal illness. Forced to face alone in the mansion they had lovingly renovated, she feels life has forced her to take some drastic mesaures. And believing she will find happiness and contentment again if she is rich, formulates a plan.

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Write it now!

Its my high when I can go to my office and write to my heart's delight without conflicting thoughts of how much time can I have today?
Although sometimes, I've found that I am more productive when I am pressed for time and write under presure, and in a few  minutes have spewed out countless impressive paragraphs of spine-tingling prose. And then again sometimes, if I have all day I can sit at my computer and all I can produce is blah, blah, blah. 
I wonder if all writers go through these days of indecisions and "unproductiveness." Let me know if you do!

Hello friends

Sorry to say, I've been laid up with a health issue and have gotton so behind in my work.
However, thank God, I am better and planning on the release of my book called The Early Years on Sunday, Novenber 6 at the Maple Grove Art Center in Maple Grove MN.

This is the fifth Lindy Lewis book and introduces my main characters to you as they meet at a diner called Gina's, in the last year of their college days.
I'll be back soon.
Thanks Lyn

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Hello Friends;

Today, I can announce that the two-week book give-away has ended, and I send sincere thanks to everyone who took the time to sign in. I will be sending the book, NIGHTMARES AND DREAMS out to the winners.  It is the first in the Lindy Lewis novels and is now available through amazon kindle as an e-book.
My second book called TOMORROW'S RAIN is also available as an e-book, along with the third paperback called SUNSETS to be soon.  SUDDENLY SUMMER is in the cards also.
This is so exciting for me, and I hope to become more knowledgable of the digital venue as I move along.
Also, I would like to tell you that my fifth book called THE EARLY YEARS will be released at my book-signing November 6, from 1-5 in the Maple Grove Art Center in Maple Grove MN.

Thank you again friends. As you can see I've given Lindy and Reed a short vacation to sort out their feelings and may resume,  if their audience clammers for continuence.

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