A Walk in Your Shoes

By Stefan Angelina McElvain

Joanne snapped one of her high-heels. The cobbler promised a two-hour turnaround. He lied. Can a night in a hotel help Gordon and Jo rediscover their love?

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Aug 6, 2017
• ISBN: 9781487410940

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What would you do if you could walk in someone else’s shoes?

Joanne snapped one of her high-heels. The cobbler promised a two-hour turnaround. He lied. Can a night in a hotel help Gordon and Jo rediscover their love?

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A Walk in Your Shoes

Copyright © 2017 Stefan Angelina McElvain

ISBN: 978-1-4874-1094-0

Cover art by Angela Waters

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A Walk in Your Shoes

By

Stefan Angelina McElvain

Dedication

This story is dedicated to my wife and muse, Judy. Without her critique, this story wouldn’t be complete.

Chapter One: Problems

The front door slammed. Joanne sighed, put her erotic book down, and looked up. Damn, I just got to the good part. She checked her watch. It’s seven. He’s late. I hope he hasn’t been drinking. I don’t know how much more I can take.

Her husband, Gordon, staggered in and grinned at her. He’s way too bubbly, and he’s swaying. That’s not a good sign.

J-Joey, let’s go away for the weekend. It’s been f-forever since we had some fun together.

He’s slurring his words, and I hate it when he calls me Joey. How many times do I have to tell him? The Smiths invited us over for dinner tomorrow night...