Burning Ambition: It Starts at Home E-Book

Kate Russell

• Herausgeber: Kate Russell Books
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

Joe Charles Baker's life has been miserable ever since the meddlesome aliens landed. As their self-improvement books hit the best seller list, his wife becomes their biggest fan. Will her efforts to better their lives be appreciated? Or will the whole thing go up in smoke? Burning Ambition is a 1,200 word humorous short story.
 

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Burning Ambition: It Starts at Home

Kate Russell

Published by Kate Russell Books, 2016.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

BURNING AMBITION: IT STARTS AT HOME

First edition. May 28, 2016.

Copyright © 2016 Kate Russell.

ISBN: 978-1533784650

Written by Kate Russell.

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Title Page

Copyright Page

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In memory of Tom C. Armstrong, a fabulous writer and teacher.

Joe Charles Baker would later decide that all his troubles started when the aliens landed. In the three years since they’d arrived, the smooth-talking Aurorans, with their slick black hair, pale skin, and sequined blue jumpsuits, had inadvertently made his life miserable.

Saturday afternoon, he’d been cleaning out the gutters. He was climbing down the ladder, when he heard the window open next to him.

“Joe Charles? Aren’t you done yet? You were supposed to have left thirty minutes ago to meet Bill!” screeched Angie. A green face attached to a set of hot rollers suddenly appeared at the window. Startled, Joe Charles lost his balance off the second rung and stumbled backwards into the tree that had split in two by a windstorm a couple of months ago. Angie’d been bugging him to cut it down ever since. She insisted the branch that hung drunkenly by a sliver of wood was a safety hazard.

He was going to get to it, if she’d give him a chance. A man had to work, didn’t he? So what if the Honey-Do list was taking forever? He was cleaning out the gutters, wasn’t he? She ought to be grateful he’d been working so hard that he was running late to watch the game with his best friend.

Joe Charles winced as he scooted away from the tree trunk. His back hurt almost as much as that time a few weeks ago when Angie insisted she give him a massage. “You know, shee-at-su, honey,” she told him. He squinted up at the white framed house, whose paint was beginning to peel. Joe Charles struggled to his feet, and cursed when he realized he’d just put his right hand in the poison whatever-it-was (he could never keep it straight) that he had yet to get rid of. Then he cursed again when he heard a car’s wheels crunch to a stop next to him.