who could not be any older than four. His deep
olive complexion was close to mine, his hair sandy brown, and his eyes were
green.
I dropped my cup making a ruckus
in the shop and she turned to see where the noise came from. She spotted me. She
gripped the tiniest hand I’d ever seen and time froze.
Not thinking of the spill or the
people around us, I walked over to her. At first she took a slow long deep
breath, as if she’d seen a ghost, and it seemed like time indeed had stopped.
“Sterling.” she whispered
breathlessly. A tear fell from her eye and I caught it with my fingers.
“Your son…” she slowly managed.
“I tried calling but your number changed… I sent letters but they came back…”
“I…I just wiped the slate clean
and started over. New number, new address … I never in a millions years
expected this.” I pointed to my son.
She reached out to touch my face
and I knew in that very moment everything would be all right. And as if time
never passed, the electric surge between us was still just as strong.
About the
Author
Dormaine was born in Long Island, New
York, where she lived most of her life. As an adult she liked to travel out of
the country, though her favorite places to explore were her fantasy worlds as
an author. She may be a nurse by profession but her heart has always belonged
to writing. As a young child she spent many Saturdays in the library nurturing
her love for books. There she discovered her fascination for the science
fiction genre, through books, movies and graphic novels.
Now she resides in Colorado with her
husband and two feisty dogs. After many years of working in hospitals and
travel nursing she took time off to pursue a career in writing. Her first novel
"Connor" is in one of her favorite genres, young adult urban fantasy.
Her second love is for horror for which she created the "Madame Lilly,
Voodoo Priestess" series. This is just the start of her exploration as she
stays locked up in her office in Colorado spinning more tales.
olive complexion was close to mine, his hair sandy brown, and his eyes were
green.
I dropped my cup making a ruckus
in the shop and she turned to see where the noise came from. She spotted me. She
gripped the tiniest hand I’d ever seen and time froze.
Not thinking of the spill or the
people around us, I walked over to her. At first she took a slow long deep
breath, as if she’d seen a ghost, and it seemed like time indeed had stopped.
“Sterling.” she whispered
breathlessly. A tear fell from her eye and I caught it with my fingers.
“Your son…” she slowly managed.
“I tried calling but your number changed… I sent letters but they came back…”
“I…I just wiped the slate clean
and started over. New number, new address … I never in a millions years
expected this.” I pointed to my son.
She reached out to touch my face
and I knew in that very moment everything would be all right. And as if time
never passed, the electric surge between us was still just as strong.
About the
Author
Dormaine was born in Long Island, New
York, where she lived most of her life. As an adult she liked to travel out of
the country, though her favorite places to explore were her fantasy worlds as
an author. She may be a nurse by profession but her heart has always belonged
to writing. As a young child she spent many Saturdays in the library nurturing
her love for books. There she discovered her fascination for the science
fiction genre, through books, movies and graphic novels.
Now she resides in Colorado with her
husband and two feisty dogs. After many years of working in hospitals and
travel nursing she took time off to pursue a career in writing. Her first novel
"Connor" is in one of her favorite genres, young adult urban fantasy.
Her second love is for horror for which she created the "Madame Lilly,
Voodoo Priestess" series. This is just the start of her exploration as she
stays locked up in her office in Colorado spinning more tales.
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