Tempests

By Michael Carter

An old friend with a terrifying secret suddenly appears in Bradley's life. What has been happening to her, and can it be stopped.

A science-fiction tale.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Michael Carter
• Release date: Feb 2, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301911769

Michael Carter

My hometown is Jacksonville, Alabama I currently live in Lagrange , Ga . I'm married to my beautiful and wonderful wife Rebecca Carter and I have 5 children they are the center of my world . I'm an avid Hunter and fisherman and love being in the outdoors . I grew up simple and not having much but I never went without . Like many of you, those hard times coming up shaped my life and I am thankful everyday for the lessons learned along the way! Writing and publishing books has always been a desire of mine and this age of technology has made it much more attainable with the introduction of ebooks. I was born on October 5, 1978 , I also love college football and of course being from Alabama I am a diehard Alabama fan! Being raised in the south also makes me a Nascar fan.

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Tempests

By Michael Carter (c) 1997, 2013

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Bradley had just signed on, and was now qualifying his Job Seekers claim by doing exactly that, weaving in and out of the boards, running his eyes over the job cards for any suitable positions. He was scanning the ‘Clerical’ section, behind which were the double doors, needlessly electronic as they were always fixed open.

He was reading the ‘Other Details’ section of a temporary desk-job in Helmington when the girl with the innocent yet alluring face and the dark shoulder-length hair walked in, looking far too healthy and bright to belong to this high-membership late-sleepers club.

No longer interested in the clerical position (‘Two years secretarial experience required’) he shifted his stance so that he could see through the space between ‘Clerical’ and ‘Retail’, and watched the girl as she strode up to the ‘Queue Here’ barrier and extracted her signing-on book from an inside pocket.

Mmmm, very nice, thought Bradley. His glance spiralled downward, and to anyone observing him he would be seen to be studying the form on the bottom row. Not so; his eyes were focused somewhere between the jobs.

Look at those legs. Denim, curvaceous, brunette, hell-oo. A bearded man in a pullover left the first of the signing-desks and ventured down towards the job circus. Little Miss Perfect replaced him, and offered her book to the attendant.

Bradley watched, surreptitiously, while the two ladies at either side of the desk executed their mundane, almost pre-programmed conversation, and then got around to checking the computer files for any recent jobs that had yet to be transferred to the boards. One of these must have been potentially suitable because the dark-haired woman began to write unknown details on a piece of paper.

Someone was behind Bradley now, obviously trying to see if the ‘Clerical’ positions had changed any from last week (Bradley could easily confirm that they hadn’t), and so, in keeping with his general good manners, he stepped aside to