Back on schedule (mostly). This week has been brutal…due to illness and the weather being a nasty combo. Rainy most days and a cold/upper respiratory thing that took me out of the action. I’m still besieged with it; but it’s a bothersome item now rather than making me feel like death warmed over.
Bernard is being re-released this Friday!!! Wooooo. Plus, I’ve created him and Jack in the Sims 4…they’re roomies right now…so I’ll update you on how it goes. This is my final snippet from this book, so the links will be up later this week (including Amazon).
This week we are back with Bernard’s Diary, and things had taken a drastic turn…ending up en route to the hospital 😦
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Bernard Covington, suicidal and not the most-handsome man in the world would be happy to leave the world behind altogether. That is until he meets Dr. Jack Larson. The physician takes his wounded heart and soul and patches them back together, but is he Mr. Perfect?
Bernard and Jack develop a romance, but soon the tide begins to shift as Jack’s past is revealed and it becomes a game-changer for the couple to deal with.
Will Bernard and Jack have a happy ending or will he succumb to his desire to end it all or will dealing with Jack’s phantoms keep him going? Only Bernard’s diary knows what secrets lurk in his soul…
“Well, hi there, sleepyhead. Wondered when you’d wake up,” she was way too chipper but he was too tired to notice much.
“Where am I?” he asked groggily.
“You are at Adams County Hospital, Mr. Covington. I’m Nancy, your nurse.” She shut off the call light and checked his vital signs on the monitor. “Looks like your numbers are back down to normal, since we got those pills out of you. You were in really bad shape when you arrived.”
Bernard lowered his head in disappointment. “Oh. Damn,” he lamented. “I was kinda hoping they’d stay in and just finish me off this time.”
The nurse crossed her arms and shot him a look with her dark brown eyes. “Now why on earth would you want to kill yourself? You’re lucky to be alive. If you’d cut yourself any deeper you’d have severed the nerves. Your hands would lose function. How many of those pills did you take?”
“Ten. I wanted to make sure this time,” he answered quietly.