Junior

By Dawn Browning

Remember when you met your soul mate? Remember how everything was absolutely perfect and even though you couldn't explain it, you just knew this match was meant to be? Well, "Junior" is just like that. Except...instead of everything being absolutely perfect, it's utterly deadly......Renee, middle aged and bored out of her mind, winds up in a bar in the middle of the night, on a Wednesday of all days, only to end up in the middle of attempted murder and mayhem.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dawn Browning
• Release date: Aug 21, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301903252

Dawn Browning

I live in Idaho with my parents and two dogs; Bear and Buff. I am single with no kids and Junior is my first story.

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Junior

By

Dawn R. Browning

Edited/Revised by

Bonnie Bernard

Cover art by

Ray Alers

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Dawn R. Browning at Smashwords

Junior

Copyright 2013 by Dawn R. Browning

My most sincere thank you to Bonnie Bernard for the encouragement and the time you took from your busy life to edit and revise this story! Your support is why this work got published. I also want to thank Ray Alers for his diligent work on the cover page.

Thank you for downloading your copy of Junior. This book remains the copyrighted property of the author and may not be reproduced, scanned, or distributed for any commercial or non-commercial use without permission from the author.

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

About the author

Chapter 1

What the hell possessed me to come into a bar by myself? This bar especially. I don’t smoke anymore and none of my smoking friends are here with me, so why would I choose a smoking bar? And for the love of Howie Evil, why would I get out of my comfortable bed to come here? It is 11:00 PM on a Wednesday for crying out loud. I’m too old for this shit. What 41 year old gets all gussied up and goes out alone to a Podunk bar in the middle of the night? I could have come in a t-shirt and sweats and these clowns wouldn’t know the difference. Whatever. I’m here in this shitty dive bar, and for reasons that defy logic. I’m thinking maybe the dream from last night has something to do with it. Ever since that damned dream I feel like a fish on a hook.

Now that I’m here though, I admit the voyeur in me is finding this place amusing. It’s fun to be the only sober person in a place full of rowdy drunken jackasses, badasses, and skanks. Just look at the girl over in the corner, throwing herself at a table full of men she has yet to realize are gay and they keep trying to get her to leave. That is some funny shit! And check out what’s going on in the opposite corner. The women aren’t gay, but damn that drunken fool can’t see they’re doing everything except hitting him to get him to vamoose. Shit. All this smoke in here is making me wish I hadn’t quit. Hey now, what’s this? That guy at the end of the bar by himself is pretty good looking. But why in the hell would he have chosen to wear such an awful hair piece though? I mean, I didn’t even think those things were still sold, what with Bossley and their hair club for men. He’s got a pretty nice body too. Hell, he’d be smoking