The Love Talisman
Soul Mate #2
By: Morgan K. Wyatt
Released December 25, 2015
A missing in action boyfriend isn't cutting it for Ellie. Still, she tries to make the best of things. A well-paying job that includes plenty of eye candy in the form of muscular construction workers should be enough. Add to that a devoted male with gorgeous hair. Too bad, he's her cat. The love and stability she craves always seems to be out of reach. What she needs is a fairy godmother, but what she has is a green lily talisman that her grandmother insists is magical.
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Mr. Biggs’s hoarse meow served as an alarm clock, reminding her she needed to get up and feed her pet. Ellie rolled over, taking her pillow with her and covering her face. Her cat wouldn’t hesitate to bat her nose to drive his point home. He had in the past. Besides, tiny dancers in steel-toed boots performed an early morning rendition of Riverdance inside her head.
Underneath the covering of her pillow, she took personal inventory. Her leg moved across the mattress. Alone, unless she counted one irritated cat. Head hurt and her tongue felt like cotton. Both she contributed to the half dozen cosmopolitans she made herself last night. At least, she drank at home and not at some dubious bar, making a fool of herself. She’d tried to interest Nina in going out with her, but her friend was all work and seldom had time for socializing after taking the regional manager job. Sometimes it seemed like no one had time for her, especially Justin.
Technically, she referred to Justin as her boyfriend, but Nina called him a series of names from selfish S.O. B. to bad decision. Her friend wasn’t shy about sharing her opinion.
Her bent finger rubbed her sore eye. No doubt, it would be both puffy and bloodshot. Liquor and self-pity didn’t make a good combination.
Mr. Biggs head butted her pillow and raised the volume of his complaints. She should get up. No reason for her to stay in bed. The world hadn’t ended because her sweetie called up at the last minute telling her why he couldn’t swing by for the gourmet dinner she’d made. Cooking shows were her addiction. Recipes didn’t cost anything, even though the ingredients did. They didn’t break dates, and they never left snarky messages on social media.
Last night wasn’t the first time he stood her up. Her lips twisted as she tried to remember how many times she’d been disappointed in their relationship. Her fingers went up under the sheet as she counted. Three if you counted the work excuse. Once he claimed to be sick, that would be four.
When he stood her up the first time, she made the mistake of telling Nina. Her best friend ranted so long and hard you’d think she was the one stood up. Her constant refrain to dump him grated on Ellie’s nerves, sealing her decision to not mention that all wasn’t well. On the flip side, at least she had someone.
The pillow depressed, flattening across her face as her kitty kneaded in preparation for laying down. “Okay, you win.” She shoved the pillow aside and blinked in the bright light. Odd, did she leave the light on, too? A half roll revealed the curtains were open. The morning light flooded the room. Her lips twisted to one side as she considered the meaning of this unexpected development. What day was it?
Morgan K Wyatt, raised on a steady diet of superheroes, believed she could fly at a very young age. After using trees, barn lofts, sliding boards, and even a second story window as launch pads, she found her flying skills were limited to fast and downward.
By the age of nine, her dreams to be a superhero needed some modifications, which caused her to turn to writing and horseback riding as alternatives to flying.
At the age of twenty, she had another chance at superhero greatness as being one of the few female soldiers trained for combat. The fact that women will be able to serve in combat soon indicates that all the witnesses to the grenade incident have retired. The grenade incident didn't prevent her two sons or daughter-in-law from enlisting in the service. Having different last names probably helped.
Morgan recently retired from teaching special needs students to write fulltime, instead of in the wee hours of the night. With the help of her helpful husband and loyal hound, she creates characters who often grab plot lines and run with them. As for flying, she prefers the airlines now.
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