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Summer of the Cricket
Summer of the Cricket
Summer of the Cricket
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Summer of the Cricket

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Walking away is easy unless you love him.

A love story complicated by Texas layoffs and a gun-toting neighbor.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 28, 2015
ISBN9781516385843
Summer of the Cricket
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Phoebe Matthews

Phoebe Matthews is currently writing three urban fantasy series. Her novels have been published by Avon, Dark Quest, Dell, Holt, LostLoves, Putnam, Silhouette, and Scholastic.

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    SUMMER OF THE CRICKET

    A story by Phoebe Matthews

    LostLoves Books

    Copyright © Phoebe Matthews

    Cover Design Copyright © LostLoves Books

    This is a work of fiction. With the exception of well-known historical personages, any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All Rights Are Reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author.

    SUMMER OF THE CRICKET

    Since the beginning of summer, I’d been thinking of leaving Scott.  Not that I didn’t love him.  I did.  But I’d lie awake in the Texas heat, staring into the darkness and hearing Scott’s sleep-breathing and wonder what I was supposed to be doing with my life.  During the days, I was so tired by the heat and lack of sleep that I couldn’t come up with answers.  Maybe if I had been less distraught with my own problems, I would have been able to help Winnie.

    In a small, fragile way, Winnie was a pretty woman. Her husband, Joe, who worked for the same company as Scott, was a large, slow-moving man who looked like what he was, a guy who earned his living loading trucks. I had met him several times but I had never met his wife.

    He brought Winnie over to our place one evening shortly after suppertime. A July night in Texas isn’t good for much except talking.  Scott and I were outside sitting on a

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