Excerpt:
Greg opened the backdoor to Bliss. He forced himself to stop thinking
about how the name of the place made him think of a day spa rather than a
barbeque joint. The tell-tale wood smoke greeted him, causing his stomach to
growl and suspending his thoughts about the name of the place. Musical chimes
sounded above the door as Greg’s eyes adjusted from the glare of the fall sun
to the darkened interior.
Figures, he thought. Why wouldn't there be chimes at a place called
Bliss?
Once his eyes adjusted, the bar area didn't seem to be out of the
ordinary. Greg stopped at the partition just inside the door. It was covered
with a list of sayings:
Follow Your Bliss
Happiness Is an Inside Job
Be Careful What You Wish For
There's No Better Time to Claim the Future You Want
Than Now
A half-laugh escaped him. He thought it was a menu board at first and
the philosophizing caught him off guard. Still, the final statement hit close
to home, and he took a deep breath.
Greg headed to the long black bar. A smaller party room was to the right
with about a dozen tables to the left. It had the feel of a contemporary jazz
club or maybe a speakeasy. Beyond the tables, bright daylight streamed into the
lounge from a passage between the front diner area and the bar. No creepy
Twilight Zone feeling here, he thought.
Two muted, flat screen TVs hung on either side of the wood shelves
stocked with bottles of all sizes. He eyed the taps and sports coverage while
surveying the place. Though there were no windows in the back area, yet it
didn't feel claustrophobic. Between the lighting, mirrors and glass, there was
elegance to the place that radiated a different type of light. Poster-sized
black and white pictures hung on the walls, showing the history of the place.
Greg guessed they were from the 1940's. Smaller pictures of patrons and notable
artifacts related to "Our Place" dotted the walls. Greg knew from his
early research that Our Place was the name of the restaurant until a few years
earlier.
Greg settled in, still getting a sense of the place, when a woman with
graying dark hair approached him. Though he talked with Lois on the phone, this
was the first time he saw her. She was not remarkably tall, but definitely
commanded the bar and carried herself in a way that betrayed her real age. She had
a look of knowing, or maybe it was just cheer that she had a customer on a dead
afternoon.
BLURB:
A struggling veteran reads about the mysterious death of a local athlete
and wants to learn more. He meets the owner of the business linked to the crime
and discovers others have “disappeared”.
All
stories include a man with dark hair, blue eyes, and a strong jaw.
Then,
it’s his turn.
The
mysterious forces at Bliss change everything. What brought them all to Bliss is
not as it appears and their lives are powerfully interconnected across space
and time.
Author bio:
Janelle Jalbert has ghostwritten
15 nonfiction books on topics ranging from productivity, money management,
marketing, cooking, and relationships. She also worked as a copywriter for some
of the biggest online names and worked as a motorsports reporter covering
NASCAR. Jalbert enjoys bringing stories to life that celebrate the magic in
everyday living. To learn more about her current and upcoming releases and
promotions visit www.janellejalbert.com. Jalbert currently lives in Southern
California, though she regularly returns to her second home in North Carolina
when her pack of pups grants her a vacation.
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Author Website: www.janellejalbert.com
Goodreads Author Page: http://www.goodreads.com/Janelle_Jalbert
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