Friday, September 6, 2013

Then There Was Grace by Tina Pinson

Bored, Adam is prepared to divorce Grace, his wife of seven years. Then Grace is killed leaving him to raise Faith and Hope. The twins have no idea why the world's gone crazy. They just want their mommy home and Adam isn't sure what to tell them. How can he tell them the truth, when he's not sure what the truth is? When he doesn't want to believe it himself? Grace's family and Adam's brother come to help, but Adam is apprehensive to open up to them. Their grace toward him only magnifies his loss. His guilt. If Grace would come home. Just come home. He'd be a better husband. Father. Anything to stop the guilt ravaging his soul. But the more he uncovers about Grace, the more guilt rages. Adam is a man with no heart. A man with no faith. A man with no God. Then there was grace.

Book Excerpt

His cell played a jingle in the outer room, jarring his thoughts. He ran for the phone. Diving across the bed he caught it and flipped it open just as missed call lit the face. Adam pressed send to see who'd called and saw his wife's name. Grace.

He studied the name and started to call then flipped the phone shut. She'd just called an hour before. She was probably calling to say she was headed to the airport. He'd talk to her later.

"Later," he whispered to himself as he wiped shaving cream from his phone and set it down. He glanced at the clock to ascertain the time and returned to the bathroom.

He wiped the steam from the glass and frowned at the white bearded audience who faced him in the mirror again. He looked like an idiot. Sounded like one talking to his reflection. He had to get his thoughts and words in order before Grace returned. He took a deep breath, fixed the towel slung on his hips, and pulled out his razor. Tilting his chin upward, he slid the blade along his neck.

"Grace." Adam huffed a sigh and ran his finger along the newly shaved line. "Grace, the time has come for... I, ah, think we should... talk." He gulped softly and leaned in toward his mirror image, his features galvanized by the depths of his emotions. "I think it's time we considered--"

"Is Mommy in the mirror?" came an awed whisper.

Adam turned to see his twin daughters had joined him in the bathroom. Arms locked, the twins, Faith and Hope, stood there in frilly pink pajamas, like little dolls, with sleep in their eyes, and their sable hair uncombed. Cherubic faces wrinkled with confusion as their powder-blue eyes, sheer orbs of polished blue glass, held him in their gaze.

One swiped her nose with her pajama sleeve. "Who's there?"

Thrown by the likeness of them, Adam didn't know which one spoke. He snapped back to reality when his towel started to slip. He grappled to get it back around his waist with one hand.

"No, Mommy's not in the mirror."

"You have markmellows on your face," the other girl said as she crawled up on the toilet lid and stood leaning against the sink.

He almost smiled. "No, daddy has shaving cream on his face." Puffing his cheeks, he took a few swipes with the razor, cutting a tan line in the white foam. Little beads of blood raised at his chin.

"Owie." The girl on the toilet reached out to touch his face.

"It's okay." He backed from her hand. Took the last few strokes with the blade and wiped his face, his daughters watching his every move. "Shouldn't you two be getting dressed?"

"Mmm, hmm," the child on the floor grunted. She heaved a long sigh and tugged on her pajama bottoms. "Can we half waffles for break a fist?"

"You can have whatever Gabby's making."

"Aww." The girl groaned.

The child on the toilet leaned toward him again. "I'm shirsty."

"I'm sure Gabby has that, too." He slapped some aftershave on his face and held his wince. "You two go on now."

Deftly holding his towel with one hand, he lifted the child on the toilet to the floor with the other, and headed them for the bedroom door.

Once they were in the hall, they stood there.

"Girls, I said to get dressed."

"Kay, Daddy," one little cherub replied, her lips puckering as she turned to leave.

He turned to his own attire, the business meeting and Grace warring for his thoughts.

To buy Tina's book, go here:
Desert Breeze Publishing

About Tina

Tina Pinson resides in Mesa, Arizona with her husband of thirty plus years, Danny. They are blessed to have three sons, and seven grandchildren.
Tina started her first novel in elementary school. Her love of writing has caused her to seek creative outlets be it writing poetry, songs, or stories. She also loves to doodle and enjoys gardening.
It is her prayer that her stories, though fiction, will transport you to worlds beyond and touch your spirit and give you a closer insight to yourself and God.
In the Manor of the Ghost, Touched By Mercy, To Carry her Cross, and the first three installments of the Shadow Series When Shadows Fall, Shadowed Dreams and To Catch a Shadow are available through Desert Breeze Publishing and major retailers like Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Christianbooks.

In the Manor of the Ghost is now available in print.

Tina Pinson is giving away a copy of Then There Was Grace. The giveaway is only available to U.S. addresses.
To be entered in the book giveaway, leave a comment along with your email address. You may enter the book giveaway twice -- once on each spotlight post. (It's not too late to go back and leave a comment on yesterday's post.)

Off to read another great book!
Sandra M. Hart


bonton said...

Compelling story, & one that others have, no doubt, lived. Would love to read this!

Thanks for the opportunity to win a copy of your book!


cjajsmommy said...

The excerpt has tugged at my heart. I hope I win a copy of this book. djragno [at] hotmail [dot] com

Patricia Bradley said...

Great interview. And don't put me in the drawing. I couldn't wait to see if I won and bought it.

Tina Pinson said...


hello again, wonderful to see you back. Too many have lived through horrors, and unfortunately many more will. I've been watching about blood diamonds and the tie in with the attack on the World Trade Center and all it's very interesting.

But I digress. Thank you so much stopping in on day two.



Tina Pinson said...

Hello cjajsmommy,

good to see another familiar name again. I'm glad you enjoyed the excerpt. There are a few more with daddy and the girls throughout the story. Another one I like a lot is about a special box the girls make. Of course I can't tell the rest.

Don't you love people like that?


Have a blessed day with CJ and AJ.


Tina Pinson said...

Thank you, Patricia,

thank you for visiting and you went and bought my book.
Can I do a Snoopy Dance.

That is awesome and can I say a first for me. Not that I haven't sold books but you're the first who told me so during an interview.

I so hope you enjoy the story. What am I saying? I know you will. (she says with fingers crossed)




Patty said...

Sounds like an emotional read. I can't begin to imagine the guilt Adam would feel.


squiresj said...

Would love to win and get to know your work. First time of heard of you and your work.
jrs362 at Hotmail dot com

Anonymous said...

Hi Patty,

thank you so much for coming by. It is an emotional read, I still can tear up when I read it this after reading it over and over, but there is joy in the story as well and laughter.

I haven't been through so great a loss as a 9/11 event, so I couldn't begin to match the trauma, but I have lost loved ones and realize it is a journey to get to the laughter. Thankfully God is Gracious and walks with us. That's is what the story about. And of course Adam learning to see how wonderful his wife was.

thank you again



Anonymous said...

Hello squiresj,

it is always an honor to meet a new reader. I would love to have to read my work.

thank you for dropping in and leaving a comment.



Anonymous said...

Oh my Tina, this has me wishing I had the book already right here in my hands to finish this story. WOW, know it"s going to be good. I would sure love to win it. I haven't read one of your books yet and this would be a great way to start. Thanks Sandra for having Tina here. GOD bless you both.
MAXIE mac262(at)me(dot)com

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