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Moonshine
Moonshine
Moonshine
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Moonshine

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Their family finally made it through years of substance abuse. They discover the wonders of structure and stability as they heal. They even buy their first home in the country. Life couldn’t be better.

Madeline Ramsey soon discovers the heap of twisted metal, hidden behind the yard. She fears the rusted cauldron might contain pesticides, or potentially fatal chemicals. Her efforts to dispose of the old moonshine still sets off a bizarre chain reaction that will destroy the home she loves, and just might destroy the world.

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Release dateFeb 21, 2011
ISBN9781476427133
Moonshine
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Laura Wright

Laura has spent most of her life immersed in the worlds of acting, singing, and competitive ballroom dancing. But when she started writing, she knew she'd found the true desire of her heart! Although born and raised in Minneapolis, Minn., Laura has also lived in New York, Milwaukee, and Columbus, Ohio. Currently, she is happy to have set down her bags and made Los Angeles her home. And a blissful home it is - one that she shares with her theatrical production manager husband, Daniel, and three spoiled dogs. During those few hours of downtime from her beloved writing, Laura enjoys going to art galleries and movies, cooking for her hubby, walking in the woods, lazing around lakes, puttering in the kitchen, and frolicking with her animals.

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    Moonshine - Laura Wright

    Moonshine

    L. Chambers-Wright

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    Smashwords Edition

    Second Edition Copyright ©2017 L. Chambers-Wright. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

    First Edition Copyright ©2011 L. Chambers-Wright.

    Published by: Black House Books [http://blackhousebooks.com]

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    Chapter 1

    She was a cold, heartless demon with no regard for mother or child. She waltzed in whenever she felt the urge, and he always gave in. She was an abomination and a conqueror, all in one alluring package. She couldn’t begin to imagine the number of vulnerable families she’d already ripped apart.

    She could always tell when he’d spent time with his other love. There was no denying the evidence that surfaced, or the symptoms that followed. Oh, he was always faithful, alright, so devoted, so unable to resist the one he couldn’t marry. Why? She knew nothing of love. Nothing. She only knew greed and lust, obsession, and ultimately possession. That was all it took.

    And she wasn’t even human.

    If booze were a woman, she would kill her without another thought. She would remove her head and pour her out. She wished she could erase her from existence. But, that was a wish and wishes never came true. They just reminded you of what could’ve been, if the world had liked you. It didn’t like most people. It really hated her. It had a blatant penchant for screwing her over regularly.

    He was absent for days at a time, every time he binged. She was married, but didn’t have a husband. She had a wedding band on her finger, the name of a second adult on her bank account, but the sentient being she married wasn’t actually there. It was the most unfair and treacherous place. She was two parents and carried the responsibilities of two parents, alone.

    He always returned when his money ran out, and she always took him back. Somehow, he always knew just when to drag his ass back home. She thought about moving during every binge. Maybe they wouldn’t be there when he decided to come home. Maybe that would teach him.

    But, probably not. He would probably find them, like a damned bloodhound. Not that she feared him or anything. He’d never raised a hand to her. She only feared the cycle would never stop.

    He stumbled in when she was late for work, or had to run to the store. He was always sober. And sorry. He seemed to have an innate knowledge of when she was pressed for time or energy, or both. Like when Julia had the stomach flu, and she had to go to work, so that was just no time to tell him to just get the hell out.

    When she returned home, that damned stab in her heart always made her accept him back. That, and Julia’s love for her father. After all, it wasn’t like he was out with another woman. He was never abusive in any other way. Still, she was weak. She shouldn’t have to be a mere woman. She should have the ability to be a superhero, and entirely self-sufficient.

    If only she could destroy her. If only she could force her back to the lowly depths of hell from which she came. She knew her as well as her own husband. She lied. She deceived. She aimed for the most vulnerable target and she always hit her mark.

    She would never understand what he saw in her. Such an expensive mistress knew no reason. She knew no mercy. She certainly wasn’t there when he had a hangover, and his head felt like it would explode. When he couldn’t keep any amount of food down. She couldn’t understand what held his interest. She certainly wasn’t capable of meeting his physical needs. But, that loathsome devotion was so damned predictable.

    He stumbled through the front door after a four-day absence. He smelled like a sewer and couldn’t even look at her. The same as it ever was. She knew where he’d been, and whom he’d been with. It was in his eyes. If only the fight were fair. If only the situation was different. If only Julia wasn’t watching them both.

    She held her tongue as she put her daughter to bed. She pretended nothing was wrong because she saw fear. She saw dread in those sweet and innocent eyes. There was nothing to fear. She would end this tonight.

    Chapter 2

    Six months later

    She watched them laughing together on the rickety, makeshift dock. Father and daughter. It was like some distant dream had came to pass. It couldn’t possibly be her life. It belonged to someone else and she just knew there would eventually be a time to give it back. She was just borrowing it for a time. The pied piper of her life would demand restitution. She knew it.

    Their new house sat beside a gorgeous spot of the Holston River. Their house. H.O.U.S.E. She still couldn’t believe they bought a home. That was one distinct advantage to a rural home, even if they couldn’t

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