Brooke started showing up more at The Clover. Blair poured her coffee, making sure to push the ground ginger she always sprinkled on top within reach and said, “I’m glad you keep stopping in Brooke.” “Thanks,” said Brooke. “You guys make me feel like I fit in, as if I belong here somehow. I like that.”
Bruce
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My First Novel: About Chapter 5
Many times in quiet moments, a name from my past enters my mind, and I think, “Whatever happened to ____? In Chapter Five, Brooke lives one of those moments. Remember, this is a shared experience. Your comments and suggestions at the end of each chapter will help us pick the best route …
Chapter 5: Everyone Has A Story In Them
The Clover Café (or simply, “The Clover” as people who knew it called it) was inside a courtyard formed by some old buildings in a neighborhood near uptown. “If you don’t know, you don’t go,” could have been its tagline, if it had one – but it didn’t.
My First Novel: About Chapter 4
The first the chapters gave us a little peek on how things turned out. Now, I want to explore the backstory. Chapter Four begins our journey back, how Brooke became Brooke — in Charlotte, North Carolina.
Chapter 4: The Best Stories Live in the Best Neighborhoods
Brooke knew this day would come. She graduated in May and now needed to start making her own way. Brooke’s parents made it clear. School would be on them. After grad, it was her turn.
I Don’t Eat Manna or Bread. Here’s Why.
Wheat and barley might have made for great bread in Biblical times, according to Ezekiel 4:9, but my doctor says that I can’t eat it. Today’s wheat is yet another of the many genetically modified food products in our diets and while many enjoy wheat, for me, it’s poison. But it wasn’t always that way. I was fine in 2003. Everyone was happy and well, even my business, by then over 20 years old, had turned the corner …
My First Novel: About Chapter 3
Today we finish the first section of our story; fittingly as October and autumn come to the NC mountains. We’ll have more questions than answers after today. Let’s read Chapter Three. Then we’ll go on, so we can eventually arrive at Tall Clover Farms.
Chapter 3: A Time for Colors and Stories
When the Adams’ children cleaned out the place, they didn’t leave much behind, just the long-forgotten shotgun Jane had hidden in the attic and four broken Adirondack chairs which were stacked in the corner of the barn.
My First Novel: About Chapter 2
Welcome back! I hope your return means you like how the book started. In the first chapter we learned some history on a parcel of land in the NC mountains .. and the people involved in it .. past and present. Now I’ll tell you what readers told me, what I plan to do about it, and then – what I was thinking when I sat down to write Chapter 2.
Chapter 2: Lives Take Shape
Jane and Martin stoped by often for a visit. They liked seeing the young couple and keeping up with the changes. They approved of everything, except, maybe, the large jacuzzi Peter put in the main bath. Brooke wanted to explain, but decided it could wait. On nice days, Brooke took Peter’s car to town so there would be room to carry Jane, with a few of her friends, to the market; especially when the heirloom tomatoes …