Hi everyone Bronwyn here for a wee moment. I wanted to first
share with you guys the link to April’s own blog, she’s not on there much, but
she’s got a cover reveal for her first book that will be releasing in mid Feb.
Anyway, you will most likely learn a lot more about it in
the coming week here, but I thought maybe you guys would like to see the cover here, it’s lovely
And not onto the short story she’s giving us a look at today,
be warned it’s m/m/m and NSFW
Being Neighborly
Isaac held the
final notice in his hand, the words rolling in his head. The word foreclosure seemed to take up most
of the page, drowning all other words out.
The sting of tears came to his eyes, uncontrollably. They clogged up his throat and squeezed his
chest like it was being slowly crushed by one of his steer’s hooves. He had tried everything to make the little
ranch he bought five years ago profitable.
Every penny of the money he inherited from his grandfather, the only
person who didn’t disown him after he came out, went into the ranch. Now there was nothing left.
The rest of the
family was beyond pissed that Grandpa left Isaac everything he had, so he
wouldn’t ask those money hungry vultures for anything, not that they would give
him anything anyway. They had
successfully disowned him so thoroughly they hadn’t even spoken to him at his
grandfather’s funeral. And he hadn’t
heard from any of them in all the time since then, not even his own parents.
He had started
using social media to sell his grass fed beef and it was proving to be a good
move. People wanted to eat healthier and
grass fed beef raised on a pasture was better for the human body than the corn-fed,
lot-raised crap a consumer bought in a super market. His great epiphany happened too late and
didn’t generate the money he needed quickly enough. Oh sure it was coming in and he was gaining
more and more of a customer base. Word
of mouth was a beautiful thing. If he
had thought of this a year ago it would have made a difference. The bank wasn’t giving him any more of the
hot commodity that was time.
He didn’t know
what else to do. He was completely out
of options.