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    Watching Elijah Fall
    Watching Elijah Fall
    Watching Elijah Fall
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    Watching Elijah Fall

    By Amy Spector

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    Short North - Book 1

    A simple story about moving past the terrible things that life throws at you and finding happiness on the other side.

    Months after his breakup with a long-term boyfriend, Jacob Pierce is still more than a little fragile, he has withdrawn from life, his friends are concerned and even he knows that something needs to change. With the encouragement of his friends and a nudge from the newest member of Jacob's small circle, he agrees to sign up for a film based photography class.

    Elijah Fall, a widowed photography teacher, is exactly the man to bring Jacob back to life. But, while Jacob may have found the man of his dreams, will Elijah, someone who has lost everything once, be willing to risk his heart again?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAmy Spector
    Release dateSep 15, 2014
    ISBN9781311286901
    Watching Elijah Fall
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    Amy Spector

    Amy Spector grew up in the United States surviving on a steady diet of old horror movies, television reruns, and mystery novels.After years of blogging about comic books, vintage Gothic romance book cover illustrations, and a shameful amount about herself, she decided to try her hand at writing stories. She found it more than a little like talking about herself in third person, and that suited her just fine.She blames Universal for her love of horror, Edward Gorey for her love of British drama, and writing for awakening the romantic that was probably there all along.Amy lives in the Midwest with her husband and children, and her cats Poe, Goji and Nekō.

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      Book preview

      Watching Elijah Fall - Amy Spector

      BLURB

      DEDICATION

      CHAPTER 1

      CHAPTER 2

      CHAPTER 3

      CHAPTER 4

      CHAPTER 5

      CHAPTER 6

      CHAPTER 7

      CHAPTER 8

      CHAPTER 9

      EPILOGUE

      ABOUT THE AUTHOR

      BY AMY SPECTOR

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      Watching Elijah Fall

      by Amy Spector

      A simple story about moving past the terrible things that life throws at you and finding happiness on the other side.

      Months after his breakup with a long-term boyfriend, Jacob Pierce is still more than a little fragile, he has withdrawn from life, his friends are concerned and even he knows that something needs to change. With the encouragement of his friends and a nudge from the newest member of Jacob's small circle, he agrees to sign up for a film based photography class.

      Elijah Fall, a widowed photography teacher, is exactly the man to bring Jacob back to life. But, while Jacob may have found the man of his dreams, will Elijah, someone who has lost everything once, be willing to risk his heart again?

      This story is dedicated to Aaron.

      Chapter 1

      I would have sworn I had only just drifted to sleep when my cell phone vibrated on the nightstand. I squeezed my eyes shut tight, easily convincing myself it was a wrong number, relaxing once it quieted. When it vibrated again, I groaned and worked to untangle myself from the sheets in the middle of the bed.

      After four months, I had finally started to migrate over to Jason’s side. I couldn’t help but think that it was a good sign.

      As I reached for the phone, I silently prayed it wasn’t my mother, or worse yet, work. I might have been able to use the money, but what I needed was a few more hours sleep and, God willing, a short line for coffee when I did finally decide to get up.

      I groaned when I saw the screen.

      Hello? I answered, trying hard to keep the irritation out of my voice, but failing miserably.

      Don’t get pissy with me, Mr. Pierce. Where the hell are you? I’ve been waiting for nearly thirty minutes.

      Shit.

      Sorry Nicholas, Jason called me late last night, and I’m so tired I must have turned my alarm off in my sleep.

      Why the fuck would Jason be calling you?

      I let out a tired sigh. I think it’s his new hobby or something.

      Nicholas was quiet for several moments before finally telling me to get my butt down to the diner.

      But I’m so tired. I knew I sounded whiny.

      Jacob, sweetheart, it’s eleven o’clock on a Saturday morning for God’s sake. I’ve waited longer for you than someone whose pants I want into. I could practically hear Nicholas roll his eyes. Shimmy your fine ass into a pair of jeans and get down to the diner. We really do need to talk.

      If I hadn’t already been aware of my best friend’s love of the dramatic, it would have sounded ominous.

      Fine. Give me fifteen minutes, I told him.

      I’m willing to give you thirty, he said before hanging up.

      I decided to grab a quick shower, keeping it cool enough to help wake me up but warm enough to not be uncomfortable. One of the few changes I had made when Jason left, besides canceling his subscription to People and vowing to hit the gym more days during the week than not, was to crop my dark hair short, which made for a quicker morning routine. If I skipped shaving, I would be able to make it in less than twenty-five minutes without even pulling my Jeep out of the garage.

      By the time I walked into the diner, I noticed that Robert and Evan had joined the corner booth, and I considered turning right back around. It felt more like I was walking into my own intervention than meeting friends for breakfast. When everyone at the corner booth grew quiet at my approach, I suspected I was more than half-right.

      I slipped in, giving Nicholas a kiss on the cheek, the others an apologetic smile.

      It didn’t surprise me that it was Robert who spoke first.

      So Nicholas says that Jason has been calling you.

      Of course Nicholas had.

      Yeah, I said, shrugging, a couple of times in the last few weeks.

      It had been six times in two months.

      I heard Nicholas make an angry noise in the back of his throat.

      You don’t want to get back together with him. It wasn’t a question. It was always so obvious that Robert was used to everyone listening to him.

      Of course not. I spoke a little too loudly, and I felt myself blush as people in other booths glanced in our direction. Last time I lost my television and ended up twenty-eight dollars and seventy-six cents short in my checking, I said, far quieter this time. I’d probably lose a kidney a second go around.

      I hadn’t meant to sound so bitter; I was just really, really tired. Jason had gotten into the habit of calling and giving me a drunken recount of all the ways I had fallen short in

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