In amongst the dust particles on the hardwood floors were little tin soldiers in perfect lines and the lines spelled out the words… “Release us.”
Carridelle – Chapter Fourteen
Carridelle – Chapter Thirteen
“Well honey, it’s none of my business but if that guy wants to marry you then he should be trying to sweep you off your feet not avoiding you.”
Carridelle – Chapter 12
There’s some bad blood associated with that house. And when you come from a family of old Irish women you don’t brook superstition.
Carridelle – Chapter Eleven
“For what making me feel like a fool? Letting me stand there and tell you that I knew Mr. Murray…er…you…. intimately when you were clearly aware that I did not. You think that I could forget that so easily? You lied to me.”
Carridelle – Chapter Ten
“Governor William T. Hughes was an established politician. He was governor of the state of South Carolina from the years 1840 until his sudden death in 1853. He was not a well-beloved figure in the history of the state. He was known to make more enemies than friends, but his wealth and political ties allowed him to secure his election each term as unjust and unfair as that seemed to the other hopefuls. There were no immediate family members known at the time of his death.”
Carridelle – Chapter Eight
Feeling light as air and carefree. There was a taste in her mouth that she did not recognize. It was the sweet taste of freedom; like sampling a piece of nectarine straight off the vine, succulent and delicious. Your lips crave every drop of juice that falls; your tongue finds the dance delightful.
Carridelle – Chapter Five
“Oh, I am sorry, you're not with your husband any longer?” “Hell, no honey! I ain’t with any of the five anymore.”
Shannon McCauley - Author 