Friday, October 13, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 27

“Fine,” said Charlie, “I’ll teach Amorette how to cook ratatouille, but I can’t promise we’ll go to the art show.”
“Well, you better,” said Emma, “because I already purchased the tickets. They’re in the basket, too.”
Without another word, Emma walked over to Amorette and the two walked in the direction of The Whistle. Charlie looked down at his basket and silently cursed his little sister, but in the same breath he thanked her too.

**** 

Charlie couldn’t believe how nervous as he walked to The Whistle carrying the basket of produce to make the ratatouille. He had slept well enough with dreams of dancing with Amorette under the stars. He woke with a smile on his face and a pep in his step that seemed to fade the closer he got to the bar. During all their time together he had always felt calm, as if he could totally be himself around her. The difference, he knew, was the night Emma had planned, felt like a date.
He knew he shouldn’t get involved with Amorette, since he had no idea what she had gotten herself into with the arrow, but he just couldn’t help himself. It was like some unknown force was pushing him towards her, and he was thankful for it. He hadn’t let his heart be open for a long time. He just hoped that he wouldn’t get hurt again.
He let himself into the bar using the security code and then walked up the back steps. His heart raced as he knocked on the door leading to the apartment. Amorette opened it wearing a smile and a ravishing red sundress that seemed to make her sky blue eyes twinkle with starlight.
“Wow,” said Charlie, feeling like a slob in his black V-neck tee and khakis. “You look amazing.”
“So do you,” said Amorette. “Come in.”
“Thanks,” said Charlie, feeling a bit bashful at the thought of being alone with Amorette. He licked his lips as he imagined taking her into his arms and kissing her. He shook the thought away. They were only friends and he was just teaching her how to make ratatouille. “Are you ready to cook?”
Amorette nodded. “I’m excited. I can’t remember having cooked anything before, so you’ll have to go easy on me.”
“Well, let’s get started,” said Charlie as he set the oven to preheat. He walked to his basket and pulled out a small jar. “Everyone thinks I cook a mean ratatouille, but this is actually the secret. It’s my mother’s homemade tomato basil paste. She does all the hard work and I get all the credit.”
Amorette laughed. “Well that doesn’t seem fair does it?”
Charlie got out two cutting boards and two chef’s knives. “I think she knows that’s the secret, but she’s letting me have my moment.”
“That’s very sweet of her,” said Amorette, taking the vegetables from the basket. “So what should I do?”
“I’ll start with the garlic, why don’t you just pick any vegetable, wash it and then cut it into thin slices,” said Charlie. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and tapped a few thing before showing Amorette a picture of a colorful ratatouille. “This is the image we’re going for.”
“That’s so pretty,” said Amorette.
She grabbed the squash and took it to the sink, washed it and then went to the cutting board as Charlie smashed the garlic clove with the side of his knife. Amorette placed the squash on the cutting board, Charlie noticed she was just staring at it.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
Amorette laughed. “I’m not sure how to cut it. I don’t think I’ve ever sliced vegetables before.”
Charlie smiled as he wiped his hands free of garlic. “Don’t worry, I’ll help you. There’s nothing to it.”

He walked behind her and placed his hands gently on hers. He could smell the scent of her shampoo, the cleanliness of soap mixed with something sweet, like jojoba. His body tingled as he leaned forward just a bit to look over her shoulder. Her ivory cheek next to his, just begging to be kissed. 

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 26

Charlie shook his head. “I don’t think so. I want to wait until we hear from Gerwyn again.”
“You mean the guy you sent on a wild goose chase for a magical arrow that you already have? Who knows when he’ll be back. Why didn’t you just tell him you had it? The whole mystery surrounding Amorette could’ve been over.”
“I just want to be sure,” said Charlie.
“Which means, you just want more time with her,” said Emma. “I see the way you look at her.”
“I’m keeping her safe,” countered Charlie.
“If that’s what you need to tell yourself,” said Emma, “and just how long are you going to keep her safe?” Charlie rolled his eyes as Emma used air quotes around safe. “Because right now she feels like the damsel locked up in a tower and the prince who is supposed to be saving her is the one keeping her locked away.”
“I knew Mom shouldn’t have read you all those fairy tales,” said Charlie.
“What was it Neil Gaiman said?” asked Emma as she titled her head up to the sky. “Oh yes, fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten. If there’s a mean ol’ dragon, then we’ll beat it. But I don’t think you’re going to find it here at the farmer’s market.”
“What do you mean?” Charlie narrowed his eyes.
Emma smiled, as she paid for some potatoes. “Oh yeah, I brought Amorette with me.”
She pointed a couple of booths down to where Amorette stood holding a puppy just outside the ASPCA booth, chatting away with what looked to be an ASPCA volunteer and a potential parent for the puppy Amorette was holding.
“I can’t believe you brought her here,” said Charlie, scowling.
“Believe it,” said Emma, purchasing some tomatoes.
“It’s not safe,” Charlie felt his pulse quicken as he watched Amorette hand the puppy over to its new owner.
“She has been here all morning, making friends with the vendors,” countered Emma. “I’m pretty sure if someone tried to nab her the entire market would come to her defense. She’s a natural at making friends. I can’t imagine anyone being out to hurt her.”
Emma handed Charlie her basket of goodies. “Here’s what you’re going to do. I’ve purchased everything you need for your famous ratatouille. You’re going to go home and get some shut eye, because Charlie, and I say this with love, but you look like crap.”
Charlie chuckled as he shook his head at his sister. “Double shifts will do that to you.”
“Then you’re going to bring this basket to my apartment and teach Amorette how to make ratatouille. After you all eat what I’m guessing will be an excellent meal, you’ll leave me some leftovers in the fridge and go to the park. They’re having an outside art show, I think Amorette will love.”
“You sure are bossy this morning,” said Charlie, looking in the basket.
“So are you going to do what I suggest or are you going to keep Amorette locked up in the tower otherwise known as my apartment?”
Charlie smirked at his sister. “We both know you are not suggesting anything, because if I say no then I’ll never hear the end of it. Correct?”
Emma smirked back. “Correct.”
“Fine,” said Charlie, “I’ll teach Amorette how to cook ratatouille, but I can’t promise we’ll go to the art show.”
“Well, you better,” said Emma, “because I already purchased the tickets. They’re in the basket, too.”

Without another word, Emma walked over to Amorette and the two walked in the direction of The Whistle. Charlie looked down at his basket and silently cursed his little sister, but in the same breath he thanked her too.

Saturday, October 7, 2017

October Birthstone

It is October! 
If you were born this month you are an Outrageous Opal!




Opal  " The Stone Of Karma "

I am light reflecting light. I absorb and reflect. I teach you to think possitive thoughts because what you put out always returns.

Friday, October 6, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 25

“Does that mean I’m magic?” asked Amorette.
“Not at this time,” answered Gerwyn.
“Not at this time?” Charlie slid out of the booth. “This is crazy.”
“I told you it wouldn’t make sense,” said Gerwyn, “but Charlie, there are things that go on in this world that are not seen by mortals.”
“Mortals?” Charlie looked down at Amorette and then to Gerwyn. “I think you need to go.”
“Wait,” said Gerwyn, looking at Charlie, “I understand this is all hard to understand. Do you believe that I am a friend of Amorette’s?”
Charlie glanced at Amorette, so she nodded. None of what Gerwyn was saying made sense to her, but for some reason she believed he was telling the truth. She didn’t feel Gerwyn was out to harm her. And for some other reason, every time the name Tris went through her head she felt nothing but dread.
“I know you are a friend,” said Amorette, reaching out to grab Gerwyn’s hand. As she touched it she felt the warmth of two good friends embracing.
Gerwyn smiled at her and gave her hand a gentle squeeze, before returning his attention to Charlie. “Just tell me where you found Amorette and I will do my best to fix this so that Tris cannot hurt her.”
Charlie shrugged. “She was found by a homeless man in an abandoned warehouse downtown, 143 16th Street. There was a mattress in the back office, I guess that’s where the homeless man lives, so maybe wait until morning to go.”
Gerwyn released Amorette’s hand and stood. He extended his hand and Charlie took it. “Thank you,” said Gerwyn, “not just for telling me where you found Amorette, but for keeping her safe. I’m glad it was you.”
Gerwyn raced as fast as he could to the warehouse Charlie had mentioned. The door was unlocked and Gerwyn slid through it before taking out his bow which made him invisible. He didn’t want to disturb the homeless man Charlie had mention, especially since the man had been instrumental in keeping Amorette safe from harm by calling the EMTs. Gerwyn knew it could have been way worse for Amorette had someone of lesser moral found her.
Quietly he worked his way through the empty warehouse and to the back office. The door to the office was open and displayed a worn mattress, with some tattered blankets. The homeless man was nowhere to be seen.
Gerwyn sheathed his bow and rummaged through the blankets. Finding nothing, Gerwyn sat on the bed and put his hands on his head.
Someone else had the arrow and until he found out who, Amorette was in tremendous danger.


Chapter 12


Charlie looked around the farmer’s market as Emma shopped. He had just pulled a double shift and all he wanted was to go catch a bit of shut eye and then see Amorette.
“Why am I here?” asked Charlie.
“Because I needed to talk to you before heading up to see Mom and Dad,” said Emma.
“You couldn’t just call?” asked Charlie.
Emma gave him an ornery smirk. “Well, I could have, but it’s a lot more fun to see you cranky at a farmer’s market. Come on, man, no one is cranky at a farmer’s market. It’s like you’re the Scrooge McDuck of produce.”
Charlie couldn’t help but laugh. “Okay, fine, I’ll stop being cranky. Now, what do you want to talk to me about?”
“Amorette,” said Emma as she purchased some yellow squash, zucchini and eggplant. “You’ve got to get her out of the apartment. She’s going stir crazy.”
Charlie shook his head. “I don’t think so. I want to wait until we hear from Gerwyn again.”
“You mean the guy you sent on a wild goose chase for a magical arrow that you already have? Who knows when he’ll be back. Why didn’t you just tell him you had it? The whole mystery surrounding Amorette could’ve been over.”
“I just want to be sure,” said Charlie.

“Which means, you just want more time with her,” said Emma. “I see the way you look at her.”

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 24

Amorette cocked her head as she let go of the bat. She grabbed two mugs and filled them with coffee before walking around the bar and gesturing for Gerwyn to sit at a booth near the window. She placed the coffees in front of them.
“So you like coffee now?” asked Gerwyn with a smile.
Amorette shrugged. “With enough cream and sugar.”
Gerwyn laughed and Amorette was warmed by the familiar sound. “I remember your laugh.”
“Good,” said Gerwyn, he reached out and took her hand, “as I said we are friends.”
“Then why did you run from Charlie at the park?” asked Amorette.
Gerwyn nodded as he bit his lip. “That was foolish of me. I was in a panic and I wasn’t ready to talk to Charlie about everything that was going on, because I wasn’t entirely sure myself yet. But, now I know and I, as I said before, I can fix this if you’ll let me.”
Amorette sighed heavily. “I want to be fixed, but I’m not sure if I can help. I can’t remember anything from before Charlie came to get me in the ambulance.”
“So you don’t remember the arrow?” asked Gerwyn.
Amorette shook her head. “I really don’t. I’m not sure why I would even have an arrow. I’m sorry, I don’t remember more.”
“It’s okay,” said Gerwyn, giving her hand a squeeze before letting go. He took a sip of his coffee.
“Everything okay out here?” asked a voice from behind the bar.
Amorette looked over to see Charlie, standing right where the bat was located behind the bar. She knew he probably had one hand on it, just has she had done when Gerwyn first entered the bar.
“Yes, we’re fine,” said Amorette. “This is Gerwyn and he’s my friend.”
Gerwyn stood and walked over to the bar, his arm reached out to off a handshake. “I’m sorry I rushed off at the park. I was in a panic and had hoped to help Amorette, but it seems I need more information. Maybe the three of us can sit down and work this thing out?”
“Okay,” said Charlie.
The men came back to the booth and Charlie slid in next to Amorette as Gerwyn sat across from them. He took another drink of his coffee.
“Charlie, I can tell you care for Amorette,” said Gerwyn, “so I’m going to lay it all out on the line and not all of it is going to make sense, but I swear it is the truth.”
Charlie nodded and grabbed Amorette’s hand. Electricity raced up her arm and coursed through body at Charlie’s touch. Just that simple gesture of holding her hand, made her feel they could get through anything.
“Amorette is in danger. There is a man, his name is Tris and if he finds the arrow that Amorette had on her when you found her Charlie, then he will control Amorette.”
“Control here?” Charlie narrowed his eyes. “How?”
“The arrow isn’t a normal arrow like one would use in simple archery,” explained Gerwyn. “It’s magic.”
“Magic?” Charlie shook his head.
“Does that mean I’m magic?” asked Amorette.
“Not at this time,” answered Gerwyn.
“Not at this time?” Charlie slid out of the booth. “This is crazy.”
“I told you it wouldn’t make sense,” said Gerwyn, “but Charlie, there are things that go on in this world that are not seen by mortals.”

“Mortals?” Charlie looked down at Amorette and then to Gerwyn. “I think you need to go.”

Friday, September 29, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 23

“Burned him!” Amorette felt furry course through her veins. Someone had physically hurt Charlie and all she wanted to do was find that person and make them pay. “Does he have scars?”
Emma laughed, making Amorette feel foolish.
“Oh, hun,” said Emma, “that’s just an expression. She didn’t physically burn him, but he does have scars on his heart from that relationship. You can’t see them, but they’re there.” Emma’s smile faded. “So, be care with his heart. It’s fragile.”
“What happened?” asked Amorette.
“The short story,” said Emma, “she broke his heart. He was going to ask her to marry him and one day he went back to their apartment to find she had moved all her stuff out. She didn’t even leave him a note. When he tried to call her number was changed and all his e-mails got bounced back as undeliverable. When he finally got a hold of her parents, and mind you at this point he just wanted to make sure she was okay, he had no interest in getting back in a relationship with her, they told him that she was fine. Their daughter just wanted a different life than what she had with Charlie. It was that simple.”
“Why didn’t she just tell Charlie that she wanted a different life?” asked Amorette.
Emma shrugged. “We’ll probably never know, but he’d guarded his heart for over five years now due to that relationship.” Emma gave Amorette a smile. “But you know, I’ve never seen him act like he does around you with other women. I think you’ve caused him to let his guard drop, so I repeat, please be careful with his heart.”


Chapter 11


Amorette’s feet hurt and her back was sore after a long night of helping Emma bartend. The Friday night crowd was even bigger than the Thursday special crowd. She had told Emma she would clean the bar while Emma took care of charging out the wait staff and tending to the books.
The bell over the door jingled causing Amorette to jump. She hadn’t heard the bell before being that The Whistle was usually full of music, laughter, and conversation.
“Sorry, we’re closed,” said Amorette as she looked up. A gasp escaped from her lips and her heart raced as she saw Gerwyn standing in the doorway, both hands up in a peaceful guesture.
“I’m not here to hurt you, Amorette,” he said in his rich bass voice. “We are friends.”
“I’d like to believe that,” said Amorette as she carefully put her wash cloth in the sink and reached under the bar for the bat that Emma had shown her. She meant what she said, but she wanted to be prepared in case her gut was wrong about Gerwyn being a friend.
“Can we talk?” he asked. “Without the bat. I know your friend Emma is in the back, along with the bar back. They can be in here in a matter of seconds if you yell for them, but you won’t need to.”
Amorette cocked her head as she let go of the bat. She grabbed two mugs and filled them with coffee before walking around the bar and gesturing for Gerwyn to sit at a booth near the window. She placed the coffees in front of them.
“So you like coffee now?” asked Gerwyn with a smile.
Amorette shrugged. “With enough cream and sugar.”

Gerwyn laughed and Amorette was warmed by the familiar sound. “I remember your laugh.”

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 22

“I didn’t see her just now,” answered Amorette, “but I get the feeling that I disappointed her, no matter what she said to Charlie about mistaking me for someone else.” Amorette bit her lip. “I also have this gut feeling that I shouldn’t trust her.”
“Then we won’t, always trust the gut,” said Emma as she stood, “and my gut is saying it’s time for some coffee. Want some?”
“That would be nice,” said Amorette, unsure if she even liked coffee.
Amorette stood and followed Emma into the small kitchenette. She sat at the kitchen bar as Emma scooped coffee grounds into the black coffee maker.
“Could I ask you about Charlie?” asked Amorette as she nervously fidgeted with the white salt shaker that sat on the bar.
Emma shrugged. “Sure, I’ll tell you anything that’s already public information, but don’t go asking about his underwear or anything creepy, because A. I don’t know what kind of underwear he wears, B. he’s very protective of his privacy and so am I, and C. ew.”
Amorette laughed at Emma. She was so easy to talk to and completely understood that she wouldn’t betray her brother’s confidence.
“Has he been an EMT for long?” asked Amorette.
“About ten years, I think,” said Emma, grabbing two mugs from the cubbard, “but that’s not what you really want to know. Go ahead and ask me your real question and I’ll let you know whether I’m willing to answer it.”
Amorette could feel her cheeks flush with heat as Emma gave her a playful smirk. Emma filled the two mugs and carried them over to the bar, before going to the fridge to get out the creamer.
“Sugar’s in that bowl,” said Emma.
Not knowing exactly how she liked her coffee, Amorette watched Emma put two teaspoons of sugar in her mug, before topping it off with a little cream. Amorette doctored her coffee the same way and was amazed by the sweet, yet bitter drink.
“This is amazing,” she said.
Emma raised an eyebrow. “Had you never had coffee before?”
Amorette shrugged. “Not that I can remember.”
“Okay,” said Emma, taking a drink, “now spill, what do you really want to know about Charlie.”
Amorette looked at the bar and mumbled. “Is he married or does he have a girlfriend?”
“I knew it,” said Emma with a laugh. “You two totally dig each other.”
“Does that mean he’s not seeing anyone?” asked Amorette, feeling as if her whole face was red with both embarrassment and excitement.
“Charlie is currently single,” answered Emma. “In fact, he hasn’t had a girlfriend that I know of, in a long time. His last girlfriend really burned him, so he hasn’t walked back into the fire.”
“Burned him!” Amorette felt furry course through her veins. Someone had physically hurt Charlie and all she wanted to do was find that person and make them pay. “Does he have scars?”
Emma laughed, making Amorette feel foolish.

“Oh, hun,” said Emma, “that’s just an expression. She didn’t physically burn him, but he does have scars on his heart from that relationship. You can’t see them, but they’re there.” Emma’s smile faded. “So, be care with his heart. It’s fragile.”

Friday, September 22, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 21

The arrow flashed in Charlie’s mind. He let go of Amorette and hustled out of the bar. He barreled through the front door and scanned the street looking for Priya, his gut telling him Priya could unlock the mystery of where Amorette belonged.


Chapter 10


Amorette watched as Emma sat across from her on the floor. Emma took a deep breath, crisscrossed her legs, and placed her hands palm up on her knees.
“Okay, Amorette,” said Emma, softly, “we’re going to try some meditation to see if relaxing and letting your mind free flow will help you remember who you are,” She took a deep breath. “Close your eyes and only listen to the sound of my voice. Block everything out.  Deep breathe in through the nose … good … now release slowly. Keep breathing deep as you relax your shoulders. Now as you breathe, I want you picture yourself on the beach at night. Don’t picture the water, just listen to the waves as they crash along the shore. Breathe in as they roll along the sea, breathe out as they crash onto the shore. You’re doing great.”
“While continuing to breathe deeply, think about the first time you met Charlie.”
Amorette smiled as Charlie’s blue eyes came into focus in her mind’s eye.
“Good,” said Emma, “keep breathing deeply. In … and out … in … and out. You’re doing great. Now take that picture of Charlie and start to rewind your memories. Concentrate on what happened right before Charlie.”
As Charlie’s face faded in Amorette’s mind she saw only blackness. Her heart sank as she thought the exercise had failed, but then a gold arrow came into focus. She knew the arrow was special, but wasn’t sure why. She continued to breathe deeply trying to get the area around the arrow to come into focus. She wanted to see her surroundings.
Colors started to surround the arrow and her pulse quickened as she thought might see a glimpse of her past, but instead of a scene coming into focus all she saw were hearts. Millions of hearts bounced around behind the arrow. So many Amorette thought she’d grow dizzy if she continued to watch them bounce around the frame of her mind.
Just as she thought she might be sick, the hearts stopped and Amorette saw the man who had talked to her in the park. She searched for his name. What had he said? She remembered his name was Gerwyn. In her mind’s eye she saw Gerwyn sitting next to her at a table in a cozy bar. He was smiling at her and Amorette couldn’t help but feel a true sense of kindship.
She loved this man, but not in a romantic way. Her mind flashed a word … family.
Amorette opened her eyes and gasped.
“What?” asked Emma, hurrying to her side to wrap an arm around her. “Are you okay? What did you see?”
“I saw Gerwyn,” said Amorette.
“Who?” Emma asked.
“The man from the park,” explained Amorette. “I saw an arrow, then hearts and then I saw Gerwyn smiling at me as we sat in a booth at a cozy bar.”
“So is he your husband? Lover?” asked Emma.
Amorette shook her head. “No, I got the sense he was more like family.”
“Then why didn’t he tell Charlie that at the park? If he’s family, why did he run from you and Charlie? Why didn’t he help you?”
“I don’t know,” said Amorette. “I mean, he said he was going to help me by finding the arrow.”
“Okay,” said Emma with a nod, “at least we know he is a friend. What about the woman at the bar? Priya? Do you remember her now?”
Amorette dropped her head. She got a sense from the woman at the bar, but it was that Amorette had wronged her or let her down.
“I didn’t see her just now,” answered Amorette, “but I get the feeling that I disappointed her, no matter what she said to Charlie about mistaking me for someone else.” Amorette bit her lip. “I also have this gut feeling that I shouldn’t trust her.”

“Then we won’t, always trust the gut,” said Emma as she stood, “and my gut is saying it’s time for some coffee. Want some?”

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Forever Quail Crossings is LIVE

Give Me Love will return Friday, today we celebrate Jennifer McMurrain's new release: Forever Quail Crossings!!

It's LIVE! That's right, Forever Quail Crossings is out a week early!!!!!!

I just couldn't wait any longer!! Available now on AmazonKindle, and Smashwords. Coming soon to Nook!

Cover Art by Sister Sparrow Graphic Designs

Quail Crossings, settled in the sweeping plains of the Texas panhandle, has always been Alice Brewer’s forever place. Having spent her first full year away at college, she has gained a new appreciation for her peaceful home and new friend, Walter. Walter jumps at the chance to work at Quail Crossings when the opportunity presents itself. Not only does Walter want to learn his chosen trade of agriculture, but he also wants to be closer to Alice who has resisted his romantic advances.


The peaceful summer Alice has envisioned with her family and friend quickly dissolves as a stranger arrives proclaiming Quail Crossings as his own. Between the stranger and a natural disaster, the only home Alice has ever known could be destroyed forever.



Alice and the whole clan must put their lives in danger to save the very thing that has brought them together … Quail Crossings ... or say goodbye to it forever.

Friday, September 15, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 20

Emma gave him a smirk. “Well, Charlie Spencer if I didn’t know better, I’d say you have a crush on Amorette.” Her smile widened. “Or is it more than that? Could it be love at first sight?”
Charlie pulled her deeper into the storage room until they were against the back wall behind a number of shelves holding various bottles of liquor. He pulled the arrow out from under his arm and unwrapped the burlap in order to show Emma.
“This is what she had on her the night we were called to take her in,” said Charlie, “and I’m pretty sure this is what the guy at the park was asking about.”
Emma’s brows furrowed as she looked at the arrow. “It looks like some kind of cheap artwork you’d buy at the local hobby store. Why would anyone be fussing over this?”
“I don’t know,” said Charlie, “at first I thought maybe it was made of real gold, but it’s light as a feather.”
“I guess it could be stolen artwork,” said Emma. “I have no idea what the big thing is in the art world, but I would think it would be this … of course, I don’t understand what people see in a Jackson Pollack art piece either and people pay millions of dollars for one of his paintings.”
“Exactly,” said Charlie, “I need to hide it until I hear back from Louie.”
“Here.” Emma knelt down and started to move around some boxes. “I keep things I don’t want found behind these boxes of Zima.”
“Zima?” Charlie couldn’t help but laugh. “Do people still drink that stuff? I didn’t know they still made it.”
“Of course not,” stated Emma, “it was discontinued in 2008, so no one will touch the stuff or think to look anywhere near it. They won’t have a reason too, until they’re looking to relive the 90’s.”
Charlie rewrapped the arrow in the burlap and stashed it behind the dusty boxes of Zima. “We better get back out there. Amorette has been alone too long as it is.”
Emma shook her head as she started back toward the open bar. “Charlie, you better watch yourself or you’re gonna find you’re head over heels in love with her.”
They entered the bar before Charlie could retort his sister’s statement. He scanned the area for Amorette and found her having a heated discussion with a beautiful brunette. Charlie’s heart raced as he wondered what the conversation was about. Could it be about the arrow or had some guy hit on Amorette when he was already here with a date?
“Listen, I’m really sorry, but I don’t know what you’re talking about,” said Amorette. “I was recently …”
“Think,” hissed the brunette as she interrupted Amorette.
“Is everything okay here?” asked Charlie, wedging himself between Amorette and the brunette, even though there was a bar already between them.
The brunette flashed a smile. “Everything is fine. My, aren’t you a handsome devil? Are you the manager?”
Charlie shook his head. “No. Do you know Amorette?”
The brunette flashed her eyes to Amorette and then back to Charlie. “Amorette, such a unique name.” She looked at Amorette. “I guess I was mistaken.”
She held her hand out to Charlie. “I’m Priya.”
Charlie shook Priya’s hand. “Charlie.”
“Well, Charlie, seems you have nothing to worry about. Apparently, it’s just a case of mistaken identity. I thought I knew her …” Priya’s smile faded. “… but I guess I didn’t know her at all.”
Priya turned and hurried out of the bar.
Charlie turned to Amorette. “Are you okay? What was that about?”
Amorette shook her head. “I really don’t know. She just kept asking me what I had done. I didn’t know what she was talking about. I thought I had made her a bad drink.”

The arrow flashed in Charlie’s mind. He let go of Amorette and hustled out of the bar. He barreled through the front door and scanned the street looking for Priya, his gut telling him Priya could unlock the mystery of where Amorette belonged.

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 19

Eros came out carrying the arrow, loosely covered in burlap. “Here it is, just as the lady left it.”
“Thank you,” said Charlie. “Hey, you don’t happen to know anything about this arrow? Like where it came from? It might be the key to helping Amorette find out who she really is.”
Eros shook his head. “I’m afraid I can’t say.” He lifted the arrow toward Charlie. “What I can say is, that what doesn’t cut can still have vast consequences.”
“I will take that into consideration,” Charlie said as he took the arrow from Eros, even though he was puzzled by the statement. It was nice to meet you Eros. Thank you for taking care of the arrow.”
“Thank you for taking care of the girl,” said Eros. “She’s a special one.”
Before Charlie could say another word, Eros turned and started back to his bed. Charlie let himself out and shook his head at the conversation. Between Armorette’s situation and the conversation with Eros, his day was beyond weird.
He pulled out his phone, feeling his overnight shift starting to catch up with him, and texted his sister: GOING HOME TO CATCH SOME SLEEP. BE BACK SOON. TEXT ME IF YOU NEED ME.

*****

After getting some good sleep, Charlie entered The Whistle and wasn’t surprised to see it packed. It was a Thursday night and Emma offered half-off beers on tap to any police officer, firefighter, EMT, or service men and women. What did surprise him was to find Amorette working behind the bar.
She wore a black tank top and jean shorts that showed her super model like figure. A crowd of young police officers crowded around her spot at the bar, telling jokes and trying to win her attention.
Charlie tucked the arrow under his arm, hurried through the crowd and around the bar. He gently grabbed Emma by the arm and pulled her to the back storage room.
“What is she doing out there?” he demanded. “That is not laying low!”
“My other bartender called in sick tonight and Amorette offered to help, because I’m helping her,” explained Emma. “I took her up on it. Seemed like a fair trade to me.”
“And what if someone looking for that arrow comes in here and sees her?” countered Charlie. “If the wrong people figure out where she’s at, then neither one of you is safe.”
“You’re overreacting.” Emma folded her arms. “The bar is full of cops, firefighters and EMTs. Do you really think some thug is going to come here on the off chance he might find Amorette here? Anyone looking to lay low with law enforcement is not going to come snooping around here. Besides, she’s really good at this bartending thing and it’s the first time I’ve seen her relax since she got here this morning. She enjoys helping others, even if it’s slinging beers, so chill.”
“Then word gets out about the hot blonde working at The Whistle,” said Charlie, “and more and more people come and in and the word starts to spread. Like I said, it’s not laying low. I need time to figure this out and I’m afraid Amorette is going to get hurt. She has no memories of her past and that’s easy to take advantage of.”

Emma gave him a smirk. “Well, Charlie Spencer if I didn’t know better, I’d say you have a crush on Amorette.” Her smile widened. “Or is it more than that? Could it be love at first sight?”