Six Sunday

Here is another brief selection from St. Anne's Day. 

Anne looked at the silver disc in her palm, the bas relief of a man holding a crucifix, a halo radiating about his head.  She noticed something small depicted near the bottom of the medal but couldn’t make it out. 

“They say in addition to his being the patron saint of expectant mothers that St. Gerard could also read the consciences of sinners,” Peg said. 

Anne moved toward the window where the light was brighter and squinted at the medal.  Then her breath caught as she made out the article on the medal--it was a small skull.  She felt her blood drain from her face as her peripheral vision narrowed and darkened to a tunnel of sight.

Six Sunday

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Here is a teaser for my soon-to-be released novel St. Anne's Day. Hope you enjoy it as much as the first grilled burger of the summer season. Enjoy and thanks for stopping by. Also, you can read a sample chapter of St. Anne's Day on my website at www.janicelanepalko.com.

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 “Please don’t tell my mother I hired you,” Gerry said. “She thinks Medicare provided you. She’d have another heart attack if she knew I was paying out-of-pocket for a private-duty nurse.”

 “My lips are sealed.” Anne noticed how he glanced at her lips for an instant as if to see if she should be taken literally. The predatory gaze that passed over his face made her heart beat irregularly, and flustered, she bent and picked up her bags.

Six Line Sunday

Here's a sample from my soon-to-be released novel, St. Anne's Day.  Enjoy!

“Why did you invite her anyway? You say she’s just an employee. Oh, I know, you invited her so she could change water into wine for you!” Claudia said.

 In the other room, Peg slapped her knee, laughing silently.

The argument continued for a while. Everyone at the party sat staring, their ears straining to hear more.