Guest Post — Chris Redding

Chris has been my guest here before, and I’ve visited her blog. Today, she has an excerpt from her novel, Blonde Demolition. Great title, eh?

This is food day, and, although the excerpt mentions a beer truck and family dinners, it isn’t about food. So let me just say that some of the best food I ever ate was cooked by a firefighter. Firehouse cooks are kinda famous for doing it right. To prove it, here’s a link to The Firehouse Chef, where you can get and share recipes, find firehouse recipe books, and use their leftover database to find stuff you can cook based on that.

Let’s go!

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A bomb.

One with a timer and wires and all the parts necessary to blow up the beer trailer and all in its vicinity. Including all of her fellow firefighters at the Coleville Volunteer Fire Company.

Mallory Sage had seen too many bombs in her former life with Homeland Security. Her heart raced and anger streaked through her.

“Jesse, get out,” she said to her chief..

She wouldn’t lose him. Not now. Not this way. She would not have her lover blown up.

Jesse Moran licked his lips and moved in her direction. He stopped and backed away from her as if he couldn’t make the decision to leave.

“Get out of here, Mal.”

Even in the face of a bomb, he was willing to protect her. Her heart sank. She might never be able to return that loyalty.

She clenched and unclenched her fists, her breath coming out in pants. “Not without you, Jesse. Mark, call 911. Tell them we need the bomb squad,” she said, still looking at the chief.

When Jesse reached her, she yanked him out. He had one hundred pounds on her. She had surprise on her side. “Get me some wire cutters.”

Jesse looked at her as though she had three heads.

“Do it.”

He shook his head. “No, you don’t know what you’re doing. You’ll blow up.”

She made eye contact with one of the bystanders. “Get me wire cutters and clear everyone out of here. Someone make sure no workers are on the fairgrounds.”

The last thing the struggling fire company needed was to lose this fair. It was their sole method of raising needed funds. No jerk with a penchant for bombs would do that to them. Not to the guys who missed dinners and family events to put out fires.

Amazon: http://tinyurl.com/7olwvhs

Amazon in print: http://tinyurl.com/87qdaam

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Thanks, Chris! Sounds like a tense and exciting book. Check it out, folks!

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Someone wants to protect someone else from his or her job.

MA

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I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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