Loren was good looking, well mannered, and highly intelligent. He was broadly competent in applied mathematics, the physical sciences, and computer technology. He could fix almost anything, and would do so happily. Yet for years he’d spent most of his days doing janitorial work at a state college. While at age forty-eight he had never known love, he was reasonably happy…but his past included a darkness over which he still brooded.
Sylvie was a lawyer, and radiantly beautiful. Yet at age forty-two she’d been celibate for more than twenty years. After sixteen years at Weems, Farkas, interviewing prospective clients, drafting motions and memoranda, and filtering out those applicants the firm couldn’t profitably assist, she’d become the firm’s senior associate…but when she learned that the senior partners expected to use her as a party favor for their wealthiest clients, she became disheartened and angry.
They met in a blue-collar bar on a Monday evening. Despite their professional, financial, and religious differences, they seemed perfect for one another…but their pasts and unforeseeable events would have their say.
An Onteora County Romance. Only $3.99 at Amazon!
Wonderful cover art.
I don’t read romance novels, but I’m tempted after reading ‘About the Author’ over at Amazon –
Francis W. Porretto was born in 1952. Things went steadily downhill from there.
Fran is a retired engineer and fictioneer who lives on the east end of Long Island, New York. He’s short, bald, homely, has bad acne and crooked teeth. His neighbors hold him personally responsible for the decline in local property values. His life is graced by one wife, two stepdaughters, three dogs, four cats, too many power tools to list, and an old ranch house furnished in Early Mesozoic style. His personal library is considered a major threat to the stability of the North American tectonic plate.
Publishing industry professionals describe Fran’s novels as “Unpublishable. Horrible, but unpublishable all the same.” (They don’t think much of his short stories, either.) He’s thought of trying bribery, but isn’t sure he can afford the $3.50.
I promise you — hand on my heart — that bio is not in the least exaggerated. I really am that good looking and universally popular! (:-)
O.K, but can you top this?
(chuckle) You know, I thought I’d seen it all with Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. I really did. But then someone pointed me at the fiction of Christie Sims. And now this! Please, Elon Musk, make practical space travel a reality. To quote the late Bob Grant, “I gotta get out of here!”
You have a lot of competition.