A Snowflake's Chance in Hell

By Amy Romine

Two hearts drawn by hope, linked by love.

All Quinn Lawson wanted was to find her brother. Separated after their parents perished in a drunk-driving accident, Quinn has been searching for him since she became eighteen. She is closer now than ever, but it is her last lead.

Gunnery Sergeant Kevin McCaluson has a choice to make, stay in the military or step away and try life as a civilian. With no family and no prospect of one, Kevin wonders if he can leave the only family he has ever known for the life he’s always dreamed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Feb 14, 2012
• ISBN: 9781771110730

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Two hearts drawn by hope, linked by love.

All Quinn Lawson wanted was to find her brother. Separated after their parents perished in a drunk-driving accident, Quinn has been searching for him since she became eighteen. She is closer now than ever, but it is her last lead.

Gunnery Sergeant Kevin McCaluson has a choice to make, stay in the military or step away and try life as a civilian. With no family and no prospect of one, Kevin wonders if he can leave the only family he has ever known for the life he’s always dreamed.

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A Snowflake’s Chance in Hell

Copyright © 2011 Amy J Romine

ISBN: 978-1-77111-073-0

Cover art by Martine Jardin

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A Snowflake’s Chance in Hell

By

Amy J Romine

To my family, friends and readers, may all of your Christmas dreams and wishes come true!

Chapter One

Focus, just stay focused and you can get through this Quinn.

Her ice cold hands barely felt the keys in her hands. The tugging at her shoulder was the laptop bag she carried to work every day. Her shoulder ached as the muscles had weakened from not being used. Her feet wobbled a little in the worn heels, the tickling of her hair on her collar became annoying. She wanted to rip the silk lined suit from her body in outrage. It’s wrong…it’s all wrong! Biting her bottom lip, she quelled the rage with a breath at each ding of the elevator. A fear ebbed after each breath. Could she do this? The doors opened three floors before her exit and her stomach dropped. No…no I am not ready yet… The floor was empty, a mistake. I am falling apart, this was a bad idea. Just get to your office and everything will be fine.

Dread wrapped around her throat. She reached forward, pressing the emergency button. The elevator stopped and she leaned against the wall, closing her eyes. This is a mistake. Quinn released the elevator and waited for the doors to open again. Once they did, she moved without thought to the stairs. She reached the concourse of the parking garage and took the final elevator to her car. Dropping into the driver’s seat, her tears blinded any sight. Damn, I can’t keep doing this!

Yanking the center console open, she searched for a tissue. Discarding garbage, paper and mail onto the passenger’s seat, she eventually found the pack of tissues she kept for emergencies. Emma always got runny noses and she never seemed to have a tissue until she found the bulk pack of mini’s at Costco. The memory made a small smile come to her face as her daughter’s beautiful face came into her head. Quinn sat back, taking in a deep breath. It will get easier. Or so they told her. Glancing over at the mess she’d piled in the passenger’s seat, an envelope caught her attention.

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Gunnery Sergeant Kevin McCaluson reread the letter a