This is the final excerpt in celebration of TouchPoint Press‘s recent release of my #MeToo novel Horseshoes and Hand Grenades.
Thanks for reading, and I hope I’ve encouraged you to read the rest of the story as Astrid and Shelby struggle with past and present demons and try to rebuild their lives, friendships, romances and careers.
In this scene, Astrid is driving Shelby to her childhood home in Newfield. Shelby narrates.
“Stop stalling and work on your notes,” Astrid demanded.
“You’re such a taskmaster,” I grumbled.
“You know how important preparation is. You don’t want to leave anything unsaid. You’ve got one shot at this. Now, get to work.”
I sighed heavily and studied the blank sheet of paper in my lap. Closing my eyes, I wondered what I was doing. The only thing I knew was that it was not humanly possible to prepare for a sit-down with my mother and stepfather to discuss his sexual abuse of me.
But thirty minutes later, that’s what I was doing.
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