"The North East Texas drought that had lasted almost a decade had ended and now the rain poured strongly down upon the rusted tin overhang of the building’s roof. The beating rhythm of the liquefied projectiles played out a song that resembled a never ending drum roll to any audience that was close enough to experience the performance. Tonight, it only played for an audience of one. Staying hidden deep within the shadows of the darkened structure, a small boy cowered by the name of Ryan Weldon."
This opening paragraph was never in the original short story. As a matter of fact, the entire short story was about a man who had been on the receiving end of the wolf's curse that woke and reflected every morning after identifying the previous night's victim. Gotta love small town life...everyone knows everyone! One morning, he wakes up to the remains of his own daughter...thus the title...A Taste of Home. Divorce can really screw up someone's head lol. Five years later, I outlined the entire story, changed a few things, and came up with something I'm extremely happy with. So...without further B.S. here is the back cover text that describes what is now the completed version of "A Taste of Home". This is only the beginning. After all...we can't let Stephanie Meyer sparkle all over the place...
Toby Liberman is plagued by a cheating wife, dead-end job, and a daughter that is mature beyond her years. After confronting his wife’s lover, the town’s Sheriff, Toby encounters a mysterious creature in the woods that bestows upon him an unspeakable curse.
A series of events lead to a charge of triple homicide against Toby. While incarcerated, Toby meets a man who tells him he is now a werewolf. Toby is mentored in the ways of the animal and joins forces with the man in an attempt to bring the Sheriff to his knees. Forced into a final confrontation, Toby realizes that he is no longer the only one in town that has secrets.
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