The Second Time Around
Jabarie Beaumont had a feeling that something was about to happen.
He had felt it last night and again earlier this morning. Even now while on his way to work, the strong sensation still hadn't gone away. As he turned his silver Lincoln Navigator onto Main Street, he scowled. Whatever it was, he hoped it hurried up and happened.
While obeying the twenty–mile–an–hour speed limit, his eyes traveled up and down the wide cobblestone street that was lined with single story buildings and mom and pop stores. Summer was a busy time for the merchants of Sheraton Beach. Inside, store clerks were waiting anxiously for tourists to arrive. The Main Street Café was already crowded with people dying to taste Carla's infamous pecan waffles.
At the end of the block, Jabarie eased to a complete stop and waited for the light to change. Tapping his fingers lightly against the steering wheel, he gazed over at the Cornerstone Bookstore. The quaint little store had been a prominent fixture on the busy corner for over two decades. Dozens of books of all genres were proudly displayed on one side of the window and at the other end…was a woman. P ... read full excerpt from The Second Time Around ebook
