Sight
for Sore Eyes
Clarence
Bay Chronicles #2
By: Joan Leacott
Releasing Feb 2014
Blurb
Love isn’t blind; it’s just
nearsighted.
Emma Finn has had enough of
life-altering changes. Stability is all she wants right now, no matter how
boring.
Ophthalmologist Asher
Stockdale wants her to dust off her old dream of globe-trotting photographer,
no matter the cost to his new dream of home, family and small town life.
Carpenter ants, cream
pies, and a pair of scheming seniors help Emma and Asher to see what really
lies before their eyes.
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Excerpt
Some days later, Asher was at his piano playing an
easy piece from his days at the Conservatory. After the scene in the forest, he
wanted something soothing, without a hint of a challenge for either his hands
or emotions. He rolled his right shoulder, still sore from chucking all those
rocks.
Everybody in town had stopped to chat with him about
his adventures with the bear family. Everybody had a piece of advice for the
next time; stand still, climb a tree, play dead, wave and shout, carry bear
bells, carry an air horn.
Everybody except Emma.
His foot slipped off the pedal. His left hand tripped
over his right. Discordant notes crashed among the strings and faded away. He
sat in silence until his front door bell rang.
Beside veterinarian Dr. Greg Andrews, the little dog
sat quietly on leash. His one visible black eye gleamed with health. He wore a
clean lightweight bandage over the other.
“Hey, Greg, come on in. Care for a beer?”
Asher escorted Greg and the dog through the kitchen to
the sunny backyard, stopping for a couple of beers on the way. The men settled
into Muskoka chairs. The dog sat down on the flagstones between them, head
cocked, his eye alert to further developments.
Asher bent forward and patted the rough coat, careful
not to spook the dog into taking off down his unfenced yard and over the
stream.
“He’s looking good,” Asher said. “What about the bear
and her cubs?”
“No sign of them. The Parks Department people judge
they’ve moved on to less dangerous ground.”
Asher scratched under the small dog’s chin, inducing a
blissful expression on the black-and-white face. “And this little guy? Have the
owners come forward to claim him?” Asher prayed for a negative. He wanted to
keep the dog, give him a new, safe life.
“Not yet. We notified the Humane Society and the
police, but there’s nothing yet. No identifying microchips or tattoos.” Greg
gave Asher a sly, knowing grin. “I thought, seeing as he saved your life and
all, you might want to consider adopting him.” Greg scratched his cheek and
looked away. “For what it’s worth, Emma likes dogs.”
The dog had been following the conversation back and
forth between the two men as if he knew they were discussing his fate. Now he
focused his attention on Asher. He whined, adding his plea to Greg’s. Asher’s
little boy should have had a dog, but his ex-wife Sondra had hated them. Emma’s
liking of dogs only made Asher like her more.
Asher smiled down at the dog. “So, my little hero,
would you like to come and live with me?”
The dog placed his spotted paw on Asher’s knee.
Asher narrowed his eyes at Greg. “This is a setup.”
Greg laughed and held out the leash.
Asher glanced down at the dog. The little critter
stood and put both paws on Asher’s knees and smiled. Asher ruffled his good ear
and took the leash. “Welcome to your new home, buddy. Your job, should you
choose to accept it, will be to help me get you a mistress.”
About the Author
Joan Leacott is skilled in
many arts—sewing, knitting crochet, cross-stitch, painting, and piano. The
skill favoured by her husband and son is cooking, especially pumpkin pie.
She spends her winters in Toronto, Canada attending piano classes, melting in the hot yoga studio, and writing.
Her summers are spent on the shores of Georgian Bay relaxing on the deck with a romance novel and a glass of wine. After she's done her laps in the bay, she settles down to write more multi-generational stories of people living and loving in today’s world.
See you on the streets of Clarence Bay!
She spends her winters in Toronto, Canada attending piano classes, melting in the hot yoga studio, and writing.
Her summers are spent on the shores of Georgian Bay relaxing on the deck with a romance novel and a glass of wine. After she's done her laps in the bay, she settles down to write more multi-generational stories of people living and loving in today’s world.
See you on the streets of Clarence Bay!
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