Dani Mackleberry & The Bike: Mackleberry Ridge, #2

By B.L. Newport

It's a hot day in July and it's about to get hotter. Dani Mackleberry is prepared to face another typical summer Saturday until she gets a call from her young friend, Tay Seely. Someone has stolen his bicycle and Dani wastes no time in getting it back.

Another part to the Mackleberry Ridge series, where normalcy in a small town can present amusing circumstances.

• Language: English
• Publisher: B.L. Newport
• Release date: Aug 16, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465705495

B.L. Newport

B.L. Newport was born with a strong belief and sensitivity in the supernatural side of life. A habitual observer of real life, she writes what amuses and interests her imagination. After growing up in the small Northwest Arkansas town of Siloam Springs, she has lived in New York City and Las Vegas, Nevada. During these journeys, B.L. has discovered the joys of hard work, good friends and a good cup of coffee.

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Dani Mackleberry & The Bike

A Mackleberry Ridge Short Story

By

B.L. Newport

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© 2011, B.L. Newport

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This is a work of fiction. Characters, names, places and incidents are purely a product of the author's imagination. Any similarity to actual persons - living or dead - places or events are entirely coincidental.

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Acknowledgements

To my fans - Thank you a million times over.

A Day in July

10:00 A.M.

It was hot – hot and sticky.

For weeks, the farmers of the region had looked to the sky, hoping beyond hope that they’d spy a rain cloud. When they’d go near blind by the beating of the sun on their retinas, they’d shake their heads and go back inside with a self-promise that the rain would come. It always did. It was just taking its time this year…

When the rain finally did come, the heavens stayed open for a week straight. Gardens and fields quickly reached saturation points. Creeks and rivers rose to run along the upper edges of banks that waged a battle to confine them. A farmer’s relief turned to worry that it wasn’t ever going to stop. Uneasy jokes about building an ark bounced around between friends when they met at the Feed Store before a sigh of resignation was completed with: Well, we needed it…

Then, suddenly, the rain stopped. In its