A Tale of Marriage, Medicine and Murder


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Chapter 1: Chapter One
"...job in Jacksonville. She had asked Johnny’s opinion, since he always had one, and the ability to see through a problem to the choices and to calculate the consequences. Fittingly enough, he had pointed out the extra driving time involved and the increased cost of operating her Chevette and then he said, “It’s your call, of course, but do you think it is wise to change jobs when you’re fifty-three years old?” ..."

Chapter 2: Chapter Two
"...It was only a short distance to Recovery Road. Suddenly energized, Penny turned and accelerated into the hospital lane. Surging forward, her Chevette whomped over the first speed breaker and rebounded before hitting the second one with another jarring thud. Clenching her jaw and jamming down the brake pedal, she slowed the car enough to bounce over the third bump. Hoping nobody noticed, she circled to the rear of the ..."

Chapter 3: Chapter Three
"...her fingers, playing the notes on the steering wheel as if it were a keyboard. She raised the radio’s volume until Ellington’s “In a Sentimental Mood” filled the car and she could feel the thump of the bass in her chest. As if on automatic pilot, her Chevette navigated the fifteen minute trip while heavy fog hit the windshield like light rain. ..."

Chapter 4: Chapter Four
"...Exhilarated by her professional performance and by the companionship and security she enjoyed in her relationship with Maureen, Penny arrived home and turned the Chevette into her driveway. Behind the house, lightning bugs spun circles in the darkening trees and signaled to one another through foliage so dense that only here and there could she glimpse pieces of colored sky. As she opened her back door, the unmistakable aroma of fried chicken ..."

Chapter 7: Chapter Seven
"...sent? It would have been easy for someone to make a mistake scheduling three flights! If she did get through this trip and return intact, would she be able to find her car? Selecting a parking spot near the gate, she sketched the location of her Chevette on the parking ticket. ..."

Chapter 15: Chapter Fifteen
"...An October wind whistling around the house delivered a whiff of winter as Tuesday afternoon’s forty-degree temperature plummeted toward the unseasonable freeze predicted for that night. Running later than usual, Penny hurried to her Chevette and steered out of the driveway through a flurry of tiny snowflakes blowing in all directions. A plastic bag swooped along in wind gusts and caught on a naked tree, whose skeleton extremities reached out as if to grab at her car. ..."

Chapter 20: Chapter Twenty
"...Friday morning as she completed her third night shift in Jacksonville, a vicious rain fell straight down out of a dead sky. Needles of ice stung her face while she scraped the windshield, and all but one of her car doors were frozen shut. Hail pelted the Chevette and bounced on the roadway like mothballs as she drove home to Dixiana through a frigid torrent. ..."
"...and what had melted had re-frozen by 8:30 when Penny turned her car, too fast, into her driveway and skidded sideways into the mailbox. Stepping out carefully, she surveyed the damage: the mailbox on the ground, and a scratch through the red paint along the side of her Chevette. She abandoned the car and struggled toward the garage, slipping and sliding in her Reebocks. ..."

Chapter 21: Chapter Twenty-One
"... it was still there. Fighting a gusty wind, she guided the Chevette into her driveway. Lids from the neighborhood’s emptied garbage cans rolled around like escaped prisoners uncertain which way to run, and the air felt colder than the radio’s pronouncement of 56 degrees. She walked to the ..."

"...She drove to the Recreation Center and stretched beside her Chevette while rays from the sinking sun warmed her back. Tightening her abdomen, she tucked her chin and jogged beneath white-blooming locust trees to the newly-paved path extending around the perimeter of the park, settling into an easy pace when she reached the concrete. ..."

"...She began to look for her Chevette, remembering that yesterday she had been late and had parked at the back of the lot. Suddenly, she thought of the snake: this was the day she would set it free. She had no second thoughts about releasing it—caring for a reptile had been her chore for ..."

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"Margaret McMillion’s novel intricately weaves a woman’s personal doubts and life trials into the intense and stressful operations..."

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