Peggy had contacted me awhile back but unfortunately at the time I couldn't do
e-books (still have issues) but let me tell you her book was worth it and I hope to
be able to get my hands on Relativity SOON!!!
Peggy Martinez is a homeschooling mom of one boy and four girls.She has been married to her soul mate, Omar, since January 2000. She enjoys reading, writing, soap making, all things aromatherapy, and Twizzlers- lots of Twizzlers. She dreams of one day owning a small homestead, raising some chickens along with her children, growing a large garden, and eventually taking a dream vacation to Greece. It isn't too far fetched to think you could happen upon her and her husband having a conversation about religion, political conspiracies, a zombie apocalypse, or gangster movies.
“Are you going to stand there all afternoon, Miss Hannigan, or do you plan on joining me?” I swear the man had super-powered hearing. His back was to me when I entered; his arms were stretched above his head, loosening his muscles in preparation for our upcoming fight. He had shed his jacket and his loosened white shirt hung nearly to the knees of his soft loose pants.
I frowned and looked down at my outfit. When I looked up again he had turned to face me with a bored expression on his face. “How am I supposed to do anything in this … this fluffy dress?” I asked exasperated. “It will be impossible for me to maneuver. Why can’t I wear pants like the ones you have on?”“You can’t go around wearing pants in this era, Miss Hannigan, you’d likely be jailed for indecent exposure.” I snorted, but Dr. Blake ignored me. “You will have to train in the clothing you’d be wearing if you got into an altercation. You’ll just have to work harder and have a few tricks up your sleeve to gain the upper hand. Now, are you ready to begin or are you going to stand there and complain all day instead?”He crossed his arms and arched his brow.Pompous ass.“I’m ready, oh Great One,” I answered, performing a mock bow. I thought I saw the corner of his lip twitch. Maybe my eye twitched though, I can’t be sure.“All right, I thought we’d start off by seeing if we could get a demonstration of your powers today.” My eyes widened and I began to shake my head. “We cannot determine what you are capable of if we do not test you a little,” he said slowly, as if he were talking to a child.My temper flared and before I could stop myself, I marched across the room and poked him directly in the chest.“You do not have to talk down to me.”I enunciated each word with a jab of my finger. I stood toe-to-toe with him now and added softly, “I have no idea how to tap into my powers or how to control them when I do.” His nostrils flared as if he were inhaling some new, exotic scent.“We’ll figure out what triggered your powers during the vampire attack and go from there.” He stepped back, pulled out a huge mat, and rolled it open across the floor.Here we go, I thought.“Tell me, what were you feeling when you were being attacked, right before your powers manifested?” Dr. Blake asked.“Besides being scared shitless?” I muttered. I immediately clapped my hand over my mouth. Dang it! I really did need to work on my princess social skills. Dr. Blake’s lip quirked up at one side.”Yes, besides that. What emotions were you feeling?” I thought about it for a moment.“I was scared. I was also in shock at finding out about vampires. Then my shock and fear turned into a red-hot fury. Fury that I was going to die before I’d fully lived, and that I’d die a victim.”I looked up and saw understanding in his eyes, and they were a little too knowing. I hadn’t told him that my fury had also been for never having truly loved or been loved in return. His eyes were way too discerning for my taste. I cleared my throat and looked away.“Okay then. Anger I can work with, especially since you seem to have quite a temper.”My mouth flapped open with a retort balanced on the tip of my tongue. Ah well, what the hell? I shrugged, he was right. His brows rose at my obvious agreement with his assessment of my character. He gestured to the mat and we both quickly took our positions. I felt ridiculous in my skirts, but I grudgingly understood I had to work with them while I was in 1904. I took a pose I’d learned in self-defense classes as Dr. Blake began to circle me, acting as a predator.
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