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<\/a><\/center>It’s that time of the week for the WeWriWa blog hop in which writers share 8-10 sentences from one of their stories.<\/p>\nThis snippet picks up where last week’s left off. Shell has found a genie, but her wish isn’t going to be what he expects. This story is called Pig Roast, and it’s from my collection of short horror stories and poetry, Country Whispers.<\/p>\n
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Excitement sparkled in the genie\u2019s eyes. \u201cThis sounds interesting.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cYou can truly give me anything I want?\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cThere are a few limitations. For example, I cannot kill for you\u2014at least not directly.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cCan you change someone into an animal?\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cAn unusual request, but it isn\u2019t among the restricted wishes.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n Shell smiled. This was going to be fun. <\/strong><\/p>\n And here is a bit more, if you would like to read it:<\/p>\n The next few days at work passed with surprising quickness for Shell. It was easier to enjoy her shift when she knew that she had genuine power over nasty customers. Still, she could only choose three, and she wanted to be certain that the meanest, most obnoxious ones got what they deserved. With these wishes, Shell wasn’t making a stand for herself alone, but for all those who ate daily helpings of shit to survive.<\/strong><\/p>\n She ignored the smelly woman whose bratty children emptied two bins of nails and screws all over aisle twelve. That lady had enough problems. She smiled when an old man grumbled about her being stupid because the register scanner went crazy and charged him for two paint rollers instead of one. Maybe his arthritis was getting on his nerves. She nearly called the genie when a pot-bellied guy covered in tattoos said she was a fucking vulture because the price of dog food had gone up\u2014as if she had made that decision\u2014but Shell just smiled instead. No, she didn\u2019t want to waste her wishes on just any walking misery or lumbering piece of trash.<\/strong><\/p>\n Then on Wednesday afternoon she found her beast. <\/strong><\/p>\n About Country Whispers<\/p>\n Short Horror and Poetry Collection<\/p>\n Country Whispers is a collection of short horror tales and poems set in rural New England.<\/p>\n Physical Therapy \u2013 Isabel is willing to relieve more than Jim\u2019s back pain, but her price isn\u2019t what he expects.<\/p>\n Pig Roast \u2013 Is it justice or revenge for a store employee who doesn\u2019t agree that the customer is always right?<\/p>\n The Eyes Have It \u2013 An old farmer who isn\u2019t quite what he seems stalks a young convenience store clerk.<\/p>\n Tomorrow Burns \u2013 Travis can\u2019t remember how he got to this outdoor party, but that doesn\u2019t stop him from joining in\u2013at least until sunrise.<\/p>\n Tornado Warnings \u2013 Camille misses the city, especially when it\u2019s storming outside and she\u2019s trapped in her basement with a stranger who attacks her.<\/p>\n Blood Runners \u2013 Ethan dreams about living the exciting life with the Midnight Bikers. Unfortunately, dreams sometimes come true.<\/p>\n Available as an ebook at\u00a0Amazon<\/a>\u00a0and\u00a0Smashwords<\/a>.<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/countrywhisperssmashwords-200x300.jpg\")
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