Chase's Story by P.A. Estelle - Book Blitz + Giveaway
PennyEstelle was born, long ago, in Iowa City, Iowa.
Her family up and moved to Mesa, AZ, when she was a toddler, and has
remained in Arizona since.
She started writing for children right before
retiring, claiming after working so long with children of all ages, she has
plenty of material to work with. “I was never a reader as a child or teen and I
missed out on so many adventures. I
think it's very important in today's world to get kids reading and keep them
reading.”
retiring, claiming after working so long with children of all ages, she has
plenty of material to work with. “I was never a reader as a child or teen and I
missed out on so many adventures. I
think it's very important in today's world to get kids reading and keep them
reading.”
Her books
for the younger group include two children’s picture books, Have You seen My Tail?
and The Red-Eyed Mr. Glumb, a couple
books of magic and fantasy, Hike Up Devil’s Mountain and The Bearded
Dude in the Puzzle, plus a series of time travel adventures
for ages 9 – 13, The Wickware Sagas.
for the younger group include two children’s picture books, Have You seen My Tail?
and The Red-Eyed Mr. Glumb, a couple
books of magic and fantasy, Hike Up Devil’s Mountain and The Bearded
Dude in the Puzzle, plus a series of time travel adventures
for ages 9 – 13, The Wickware Sagas.
Penny decided to try her hand at writing for the
older crowd. She now has a family drama
about desertion and addiction, four contemporary
romances, a paranormal romance and five historical western romances under her belt. She and her husband also wrote a non fiction
short story on their experience living with solar.
older crowd. She now has a family drama
about desertion and addiction, four contemporary
romances, a paranormal romance and five historical western romances under her belt. She and her husband also wrote a non fiction
short story on their experience living with solar.
Penny Estelle was a school secretary for
twenty-one years. After retiring, she
and her husband moved to their fifty-four acre ranch in NW Arizona
where they live off the grid. Solar and
wind is the only source of electricity. “A real adjustment for a city girl, but I
love it. At night, the sky is an explosion of stars. It is breathtaking!”
twenty-one years. After retiring, she
and her husband moved to their fifty-four acre ranch in NW Arizona
where they live off the grid. Solar and
wind is the only source of electricity. “A real adjustment for a city girl, but I
love it. At night, the sky is an explosion of stars. It is breathtaking!”
If Penny is not working on stories, she enjoys
four-wheeling on unexplored roads, visiting with family (especially her seven grandchildren), and
enjoys the occasional visits to the casinos.
She also admits her weakness is ice cream, anytime,
anywhere!
four-wheeling on unexplored roads, visiting with family (especially her seven grandchildren), and
enjoys the occasional visits to the casinos.
She also admits her weakness is ice cream, anytime,
anywhere!
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Chase wanted no part ofgoing to college or following in his father’s footsteps and becoming a
Doctor. His dream involved cattle and
horses and he follows that dream to the Arizona Territory.
One cold, rainy day his life takes a turn
when he finds himself looking down the muzzle of a Colt Walker barely being
held up by a woman who has been badly beaten along with her three-year old son. Will she be someone Chase could let into his
heart or someone who could destroy his life?
when he finds himself looking down the muzzle of a Colt Walker barely being
held up by a woman who has been badly beaten along with her three-year old son. Will she be someone Chase could let into his
heart or someone who could destroy his life?
Snippet
The sun was setting and Chase was
hopeful he’d get home before dark. His eyes drooped and he gave himself the
luxury of letting his head drop forward. He wasn’t sure if he fell asleep but
the wagon jolted to an abrupt stop.
Chase snapped his head up and
found he was looking down the muzzle of a gun. More surprising was the holder
of the gun, a woman. She was soaking wet, with an eye swollen shut, dried blood
coming from a cut somewhere under dirty brown hair, a lip that was split and
deep, purplish bruises covering most of one side of her face. Though she stood about
five and a half feet tall, she was so thin, a stiff wind wouldn’t have too hard
a time blowing her to the ground.
Her dress was one of an
indiscriminate color, it was so faded. One sleeve was completely ripped away at
the shoulder and the waist was also torn. She had the horse’s bridle in one
hand and the gun in the other.
Chase sat up a little taller and
pulled the break on the wagon. “Ma’am, you don’t look too good, if you don’t
mind me saying so.”
Her bottom lip trembled. “I…I’m
sorry, mister, but I need your wagon and whatever water and food is on it. You
can keep your cow.” A tear slipped down one of her cheeks. “I’ve got a little
one who’s sick and got to get him out of here.”
hopeful he’d get home before dark. His eyes drooped and he gave himself the
luxury of letting his head drop forward. He wasn’t sure if he fell asleep but
the wagon jolted to an abrupt stop.
Chase snapped his head up and
found he was looking down the muzzle of a gun. More surprising was the holder
of the gun, a woman. She was soaking wet, with an eye swollen shut, dried blood
coming from a cut somewhere under dirty brown hair, a lip that was split and
deep, purplish bruises covering most of one side of her face. Though she stood about
five and a half feet tall, she was so thin, a stiff wind wouldn’t have too hard
a time blowing her to the ground.
Her dress was one of an
indiscriminate color, it was so faded. One sleeve was completely ripped away at
the shoulder and the waist was also torn. She had the horse’s bridle in one
hand and the gun in the other.
Chase sat up a little taller and
pulled the break on the wagon. “Ma’am, you don’t look too good, if you don’t
mind me saying so.”
Her bottom lip trembled. “I…I’m
sorry, mister, but I need your wagon and whatever water and food is on it. You
can keep your cow.” A tear slipped down one of her cheeks. “I’ve got a little
one who’s sick and got to get him out of here.”
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