I apologize for getting this up late, but it is with great pleasure that I introduce you to my latest book, "A Husband's Duty". This book tells the story of two sisters that are estranged and haven't seen each other in months. Jessica is incensed that her husband invited her sister, Beth, over to dinner--he knows how she feels about her sister! Indeed he does, which is why he makes her promise to behave herself. Or else.
“I’m going to go balance the checkbook,” he said at last. “You should probably start on
lunch.”
“Yes, sir,” I replied. I was already working on lunch, but I thought it would be better not to point that out. I knew it would come out sounding all wrong. I watched him retreat into the bedroom, probably thankful to get away from my fickle moods. I knew that I had to get myself under control. He didn’t put up with moping for no reason, and I knew what he’d consider to be an adequate remedy. I didn’t think my bottom could handle it.
I was chopping carrots with a loud thack thinking of what had happened to dampen my mood in the first place. In a word, it was my sister Beth. I couldn't believe he'd invited her here without asking me. He didn't ask, I thought to myself, because he knew what I'd say.
"Honey!” I heard him call from the study.
Speak of the devil, I thought to myself before setting my knife down and walking toward the study.
“Jessica! Come in here, please!”
I was still deep in my sour thoughts, too deep to notice that his voice had an exasperated tone--the same tone that usually meant trouble for my tender orbs. If I had noticed, I never would have bellowed, “I’m coming!” which, while not a good idea in any case, certainly did nothing to help the situation I was walking into.
“What was that?” Jonathon asked, poking his head out the door.
One look at the grim line of his mouth, and I halted in my tracks. Uh-oh.
“I said I’ll be there in a minute, sir.”
“Nice try,” he replied drily. “Come in here, young lady.”
Double uh-oh. He only called me “young lady” when I was in very hot water. I racked my brain, but for the life of me I couldn’t remember what I’d done to earn his ire. Still, I didn’t hesitate to obey. Hesitation was only met with more smacks of the paddle. I’d learned that lesson well, and as antsy as his stern gaze made me feel, I wasn’t likely to forget.
I hope you enjoyed this sneak peek into "A Husband's Duty"! Available on Amazon now!
“I’m going to go balance the checkbook,” he said at last. “You should probably start on
lunch.”
“Yes, sir,” I replied. I was already working on lunch, but I thought it would be better not to point that out. I knew it would come out sounding all wrong. I watched him retreat into the bedroom, probably thankful to get away from my fickle moods. I knew that I had to get myself under control. He didn’t put up with moping for no reason, and I knew what he’d consider to be an adequate remedy. I didn’t think my bottom could handle it.
I was chopping carrots with a loud thack thinking of what had happened to dampen my mood in the first place. In a word, it was my sister Beth. I couldn't believe he'd invited her here without asking me. He didn't ask, I thought to myself, because he knew what I'd say.
"Honey!” I heard him call from the study.
Speak of the devil, I thought to myself before setting my knife down and walking toward the study.
“Jessica! Come in here, please!”
I was still deep in my sour thoughts, too deep to notice that his voice had an exasperated tone--the same tone that usually meant trouble for my tender orbs. If I had noticed, I never would have bellowed, “I’m coming!” which, while not a good idea in any case, certainly did nothing to help the situation I was walking into.
“What was that?” Jonathon asked, poking his head out the door.
One look at the grim line of his mouth, and I halted in my tracks. Uh-oh.
“I said I’ll be there in a minute, sir.”
“Nice try,” he replied drily. “Come in here, young lady.”
Double uh-oh. He only called me “young lady” when I was in very hot water. I racked my brain, but for the life of me I couldn’t remember what I’d done to earn his ire. Still, I didn’t hesitate to obey. Hesitation was only met with more smacks of the paddle. I’d learned that lesson well, and as antsy as his stern gaze made me feel, I wasn’t likely to forget.
I hope you enjoyed this sneak peek into "A Husband's Duty"! Available on Amazon now!
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