MEET ME IN MAINE

Each week, I will share a chapter of Meet Me In Maine, the first in The Blue Harbor Series. I’m working on the second in the series, which will further explore the Penobscot Indians and their unique history and culture.

Chapter One

I slammed the front door and peeked at the retreating figure through the living room curtains. Martin’s black hair glistened in the bright sunshine, his rugged face pensive,  as he dodged pedestrians on the busy sidewalk and strode to the BMW parked at the curb, glancing over his shoulder to see if I’d changed my mind. It was too late for second chances. After folding his long body into the sleek car, he revved the powerful engine. A New York cabbie honked as the morning rush-hour traffic swallowed the black car as it cut in front.

My favorite melody, The Point of No Return from The Phantom of the Opera, drifted through the empty apartment. I grabbed the cell phone vibrating on the coffee table, and my mood lightened once I spotted Scarlett’s name on the screen. 

“Hi, Scarlett.”

“Elizabeth.” My best friend’s sultry voice rose with excitement. “Is Martin gone for good?” Scarlett hated Martin right away, while it had taken me a long year, laden with arguments and tears, to recognize the arrogant doctor’s faults.

“Yes, he is.”

“That’s all you have to say?”

“What else can I say? I’m relieved but lost.” I paced the Persian rug covering the polished wood floor between the brown leather couch and matching chairs. 

“Are you packed?”

My luggage sat as a tall mound at the front door. “Yes, and I can’t wait to leave this depressing place.” The apartment I shared with Martin held sad memories; we had good times, but the hard times outweighed the happy ones.

“I’ll be there in a few minutes.” The line clicked, and Scarlett was on her way.

I sank into the buttery soft leather couch, part of the set Martin had purchased for our perfect life together. A dream that his possessiveness and violent temper had soon turned bitter. Later tonight, after he finished his shift at the hospital, the expensive furniture and empty brownstone apartment could comfort him and cook him dinner. As thoughts of Martin swirled through my mind, the discordant medley of loud voices and car horns faded into the background. Why did I allow the abusive relationship to continue for so long? Did I become immune to his angry words, accepting them as my due? No. I didn’t deserve his cruel attacks. I deserve respect. Even though no one was there to witness it, I lifted my chin in defiance, with the confidence I hoped one day to achieve. I was free from him and his tyranny. By the time he comes home, I will be long gone.

The doorbell rang. I jumped to my feet and rushed to the front door. Scarlett’s brown eyes glittered back at me through the beveled glass. Her lipstick-red lips curved in a decadent smile. The bell chimed again, and I swung open the heavy wood door.

“How is my baby girl?” Scarlett swept into the hallway. I stepped back as she strolled past me, poking her head into the all-white kitchen outfitted with brand-new appliances. 

“I’m only two years younger than you.” She was twenty-six to my twenty-four. “And yes.” I grimaced. “He’s gone.”

Scarlett grinned. “At last.” A sidelong glance at the mountain load of luggage, and she added, “You’re ready. So am I.”

“You’re packed? But you just called.”

“I packed this morning.” Her sultry smile widened. “Once you told me Martin was history, I quit my job.”

“What?” The room spun around me. “Why?”

“I found the perfect bed-and-breakfast for us to buy.” Scarlett perched on the edge of the couch. “Our appointment is tomorrow afternoon.”

“You don’t have to uproot your life because of me.” Butterfly wings fluttered in my stomach as I sank into a chair.

She watched me through sparkling eyes that reflected her brimming-over-the-top delight with her plans. “It’s a beautifully furnished two-bedroom apartment; I saw the pictures online.” Scarlett, a romantic who watched too many Hallmark movies, planned to open a bed-and-breakfast and meet her soulmate in Maine.

“You’ve been busy.” I gave a cautious grin. Since meeting in college, a bed-and-breakfast was our dream, and I refused to return to Long Island and hear I told you so from my family, who’d disliked Martin from the start.

Scarlett scrambled to her feet. “It’s a five-hour drive between Manhattan and Blue Harbor, and I want to reach Maine before dark.”

“We don’t have to leave this minute.” I scrunched my nose. “Do we?” 

“We do if we want to stop for a bite to eat.” She grabbed two wheelie bags, dragging them through the doorway and down the front steps. After storing the pieces in the red Mustang’s trunk, Scarlett removed her high heels and switched for sneakers. “I can’t wait to leave the City.” With her hands fisted on her hips, she stood on the sidewalk glaring at me, orange and yellow leaves swirling at her feet. “Aren’t you going to help?”

“I fell into a trance watching you.” I stood frozen on the top step with bags clutched to my body. “You’re a whirlwind once you get started.”

She climbed the steps, yanking the luggage from my hands. “Once I make a decision, I’m eager to begin.” A snicker flew over her shoulder as she hurried to the car.

“Yes, Captain.” I saluted. “Ready for duty.” I raced back into the brownstone, collecting the rest of my stuff before locking the door behind me.

Scarlett gave me a thumbs-up as I settled into the passenger seat beside her. “And we’re ready to go.” She eased into traffic, honking at jaywalkers and swearing at cab drivers. 

I won’t miss the traffic, crowds, or Martin Pierce, the world-famous heart surgeon.

Beneath a hazy September sun, honking cars, and slow traffic lights, we left Manhattan for a new chapter in our lives.

MEET ME IN THE BLUE

Blue colors my vision

with perfect precision.

It coats the sky

as hawks fly by.

Color blankets the street

and each person you meet.

Blue mist fills the air

as shadows draw near.

The blue brings us close

to what we fear most.

MEET ME IN MAINE

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THE DEAD AT HEART

5.0 out of 5 stars A true ‘thrilogy!

Gentlemen, are you ready?”

The very statement gives you a chill that races up your spine-The Dead at Heart captures you and launches the reader into the next adventure in the Dead Game ‘thrilogy!’ The new installment focuses on the relationship of Shana and William and the turmoil they face as they they work through their challenges.

Susanne Leist keeps the final book just as clever with her amazing talent for creating a world beyond our own. The tale remains true to the Goth style vampire setting adding twists in the story line to keep you turning the page. Love the setting of the book from the stoic mansions of Florida to the battles between vampires and werewolves. Leist’s series is a thrilling read, and highly recommend.

THE BLUE HARBOR SERIES

Sailboat

Welcome to

Sailboat

THE BLUE HARBOR SERIES

The streets of Maine flow red

as the curse claims its next victims.

A bed-and-breakfast might not have been

the ideal purchase for Elizabeth & Scarlett.

Coming soon.

AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT

Thank you, Dawn, for the Author Spotlight!

Dawn’s Book Reviews

#SpotlightSunday THREAD – for authors who don’t get enough recognition

This week’s #SpotlightSunday features Susanne Leist (@SusanneLeist). Susanne is the author of “The Dead Game” series, which combines paranormal mystery, suspense, and a pinch or two of romance. There are currently 3 books in the series.You can read Susanne’s bio here: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7336492.Susanne_Leist

So, let’s explore the books!

“The Dead Game” is the first book in “The Dead Game” series. It was a fast and enjoyable read, with well-crafted characters. Susanne takes the haunted house theme to a whole new level, and has created a story that delivers far more than the blurb promises! Don’t take my word for it though – get your copy as soon as you can!

“Prey for the Dead” (book 2) and “The Dead at Heart” (book 3) are on my to-be-read list, and I’m hoping to get to them very soon. I have it on good authority that these 2 books are just as good (if not better) than the first. Book 2 centres around the main character from the first book (“Linda”), while book 3 makes “Shana” the main focus – and I’m very much looking forward to catching up with them!

Please do check out Susanne’s work – and don’t forget to leave a review!

Here are some links to get you started:

Author website: https://www.susanneleist.com/

Amazon Author page  https://www.amazon.com/Susanne-Leist/e/B00F253FE6

Amazon (UK) author page: https://www.amazon.co.uk/…/ref=dp_byline_cont_pop_book_1

Author Goodreads page: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7336492.Susanne_Leist

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A CREATURE OF THE NIGHT

A creature of the night

who walks in the moonlight.

Don’t play his game.

Don’t be fooled

by his perfect shell.

For inside he’s empty,

without a soul.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE HOUSE CALLS TO YOU

The house calls to you.

It sits deserted.

The last family disappeared

on a windy night.

You hold the invitation in your hand.

You’re tempted.

Should you open the door?

THE DEAD GAME

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FROZEN IN FEAR

Sad expressions for eternity on frozen faces.

Actual tears mark their frosty cheeks.

Beneath the music and gaiety, lies an undercurrent of evil.

Snowflake

THE DEAD GAME

Snowflake

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HE LIGHTS MY FIRE

He lights my fire

to take me higher.

The town’s on fire,

set by the sire.

He comes tonight

for the big fight.

He comes for me

from the dark sea.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

by Susanne Leist

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