I’m so sorry I’m late with this today. I’ve gotten caught up with some writing (yay!), making a delicious and homemade deep dish chicken pot pie, wasting time on Tumblr, and reading. I’ve been reading a lot. Writing has been so super slow…worse than molasses. It’s driving me nuts and actually my feelings about it fit in with our Bring Me A Tissue theme today… just makes me want to cry!

I’ve been considering all my books and my heroines don’t really cry. Me on the other hand, I’ll cry at the drop of a hat if the circumstances are right. But, a few readers said that there was a part of Sweet Caroline that made them want to cry, so… I’ll give you just a little snippet from that one.

Snippet:

Caroline watched out the driver’s side mirror as Buck walked around the back of the trailer. He was checking the locks one more time to make sure they were secure. She was tired, and her eyes were gritty. She’d cried some before she went to sleep then cried again when he made love to her early this morning.

She was a damn basket case, worse than she ever figured she’d be. But Buck was solid. His lip hadn’t even quivered. He didn’t tell her not to go. He didn’t ask to come with her. He didn’t even say he’d call, write or send up a flare.

He didn’t want things to end either, though. It was in the way he touched her, the way he kissed her, the way he looked at her when he thought she didn’t know. They were both grownups. They could do this. People moved and separated all the time even when they cared for one another. And…if she kept telling herself that, she might actually start to believe it by the time she reached Atlanta.

“Everything looks good. Got the keys?”

He stood at the window. She wanted to reach out and touch him but didn’t dare. “Yeah. In my pocket.”

“Okay then, I’d say you’re all set. Take care with the turns.”

They’d had this discussion before that she’d never towed anything on the back of a vehicle. “I will. I’ll be fine, Buck.”

“I know you will. I would say call me when you get there…”

“I don’t know if I can.”

He nodded. She knew he understood and that it didn’t make things any easier. “Be careful.”

It was her turn to nod as she cranked her Jeep and put it in drive. It was awkward, this feeling of something being unfinished. She wasn’t used to it and didn’t like it. Not one bit. There was more to say, more to do, oh hell lots more to do, but…

“You need to get on the road. You don’t want to hit Atlanta anytime between now and eight tonight.”

He was trying to make a joke, and she did manage a smile that didn’t seem forced. Not to mention, Atlanta was hell on traffic. She dreaded going up I-75 anywhere near the large city. Come to think of it, I-75 sucked no matter if you were near Tampa or Valdosta or Atlanta. There was construction at every mile marker it seemed and dumbass drivers that didn’t know they weren’t supposed to brake on the interstate. Hence, the lack of traffic lights and stop signs.

Thank you was on the tip of her tongue, but it wasn’t enough to convey what he’d brought to her life in the months she’d known him. He saved her from that too with his next words.

“It’s okay, Caroline. Nothing needs to be said.”

End Snippet

Y’all have a great weekend. Don’t forget to change your clocks back if you’re in a time zone that participates. And don’t forget to check out the snippets from these awesome authors:

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~lissa