THE RIGHT STORY HOOK
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SETH EXCERPT FOR YOUR READING ENJOYMENT
“I liked Seth.
The book and the man.”
She saw the pain on his face. Allowing a minute of silence to pass between them, she continued, “You don’t talk much.”
“Hard to talk to a lady. Not much experience.”
Ignoring his comment, she said, “Hello. I’m Pamela Brighton.”
“Seth.” They shook hands.
Pamela was confused Seth failed to disclose his last name. Why? There had to be a reason. Such a strange man. Different. But in a good way. Pamela decided not to press for the last name. She said she was traveling to pick up her daughter Dusty at her husband’s parents farm in Wisconsin. She didn’t reveal her mother lived with her and Dusty in a penthouse on Central Park South in New York City.
“Daughter ride horses?”
With a bright smile, Pamela said, “Yes, every day, sunrise to sunset. Wants to be a veterinarian someday and take care of them.”
“Nice. No ring. Husband?” Seth was unable to overcome a lifetime habit of speaking bluntly with few words.
“Widow. Lost my husband to a drug overdose.” Pamela was stunned. Embarrassed, a flush of heat crept across her face. She told Seth a secret only a handful of people knew. It was her deepest secret. Without any hesitation, she said it. Why? What power did this man have over her? Who was this man? The questions didn’t have any answers.
“Me too.” The secret was out. She had to finish it. “He had it all and threw it away.”
Seth said nothing.
This strange man struggled with words—there were so few of them. She had to know more.