Sunday, December 1, 2013
Meet Cassie Fremont - Betrayed's Heroine by Ginger Simpson
Meet Cassie Fremont...
“Get out there. You promised to do this, remember?” *Ginger pushing Cassie onto the stage*
*Cassie digs in her heels* “Okay, okay, I’m going, but I’d like to remind you that you’ve already put me through hell in that friggin’ book of yours.”
*Cass approaches the microphone and taps it* “Can everyone hear me?” *smiles* “My name is Cassie Fremont and I’m the heroine in Betrayed. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to share with you that Ginger hasn’t already divulged in the story. God knows she told you everything. *rolls eyes* I guess nothing is sacred when it comes to novels.”
*Pulls up nearby stool and inches her butt onto it. Heaves a big sigh, and runs her hands along her slacks while peering into the bright lights over the crowd.* “Well, I promised her I’d make an appearance today, along with everyone else she’s invited, so I’ll get on with it.”
*Shrugs* “I’m a dolt What can I say? I found myself divorced, middle-aged and lonely. I share a home with my mother because I don’t want her to live alone, but she pretty much keeps to her own part of the house. I have a lot of spare time so I entertain myself with the Internet. Don’t we all spend time on the computer? Well, I happened across a dating site one night…big deal I figured it wouldn’t hurt to join and see what happened. I never expected anyone… Okay, that’s a lie. I wouldn’t have joined if I hadn’t hoped someone would notice my post. I just didn’t expect it would turn out like it did.”
*Cassie rises, pulls microphone from stand and walks toward edge of stage.* “I admit I was flattered at all of Evan’s flowery words and his Texas accent, but I have no idea what happened to my common sense. I’m quite sure everyone was stunned that I let a virtual stranger move into my house… and my bed. *gazes down at stage* I guess if you’ve never been afraid of growing old alone, you can’t fathom why I did what I did.”
*Pauses, pinches the bridge of her nose, then peers out at the audience again*
“I should have listened to my sister and brother, but I didn’t. Instead, I flew into a rage and wrote them off. For too long, they weren’t part of my life, but I was so wrapped up in myself and Evan, I didn’t miss them until things got so bad I had no where else to turn.”
*Shakes her head* “Hey, talking about this is depressing the hell out of me. I’ve moved on to newer pastures. If you want to know the whole story, you’ll just have to buy the book. Betrayed…*stares at the ceiling for a moment* "What a dopey name I would have thought an author would pick a title that didn't give away the story"
"*Walks back to stand and replaces microphone* “I can’t say it was a pleasure being here today, because no one likes to admit being an dolt, but it happens. All I can say is if I pull another idiotic stunt, I sincerely hope Ginger will have the courtesy to forgo writing another book about it. I could write a journal about her stupidity, but I haven’t. *looks backstage and flashes a glare, then exits to applause*
If you think this is something you might enjoy, you can find the Kindle version, priced right for immediate purchase on my Amazon page. And...to Cassie's chagrin, I have another story in the works...maybe two more.
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