Reporter interviews a storm victim in the aftermath of a category 5!
Welcome to the garden everyone. This week weāre taking refuge in the Rose House, itās warm and we can watch the snow fall and not freeze. As always, we have plenty of refreshments, fill your plates and settle in. Today we have a reporter who is covering a story of a victim who lost her memory during a category 5 hurricane near Panama City, Florida. The storm is over, but the clean-up is just beginning.
Reporter: Miss, are you okay? You look like youāre lost. Theyāve set up a shelter over at the local high school. Iām sure we can get a volunteer to take you.
The reporter pulled her hood closer around her face, looked around at the carnage, and then back to the frightened young women. She signaled to her cameraman.
āIām sorry I know youāre scared, but Iād like to ask you a few questions about what happened during the storm and then weāll all find some shelter.ā
The young woman shrugged and glanced around. āI guess that would be okayā¦Iām not sure if I can really help you, though.ā
Reporter: What were you doing when the storm hit? Do you live here?
The young woman inhaled and then shrugged. ā I donāt know where I live or what I was doing when the storm hit. What city is this?ā
Reporter: What? What do you mean you donāt remember? Youāre near Panama City, Florida. Are you hurt?
The girl nervously glanced around, as if she expected to see someone. āMy head is tender when I touch it near my temple. To your other question, I donāt remember anything, not what Iām doing in Florida or why Iām dressed in only my shorts and shirt. I donāt even know why Iām wearing this ugly bird pendant.ā
Reporter: You donāt remember if you live here, or your name?
The reporter looked to her cameraman, who shrugged at her. She looked around and seemed to spot someone.
āLet me call a police officer over to help you.ā
Jane Doe turned around in alarm, when she spotted the officer the reporter had been about to wave to, she said, āNo. I have this awful feeling someone is trying to hurt me. I donāt know why, but I just want to stay away from everyone. Iāll find my own way to safety.ā
Reporter: Miss, you need help. Honest, I do not see anyone lurking around paying any attention to you. Everyone is trying to get out of what remains of the storm.
Jane Doe swallowed and shook her head. ā No. Thank you for trying to help, but I need to keep moving.ā Then the girl hurried off in the direction opposite from the Police temporary base.
Reporter: Wait, Miss. Donāt leaveā¦.
Thank you for joining us, I know that weāre all concerned about the safety of all the people displaced in the storm. Weāll be watching the news reports to see what happens to Kellee.
If youād like to find out what happens, pick up a copy of Dead Reckoning by Stanalei Fletcher.
Blurb:
Egan Maddox isnāt sure heās the right man for the job when Northstar director, Byron OāNeal, asks him to find his missing daughter and protect her from an unknown danger. Eganās never shaken off his attraction to Kellee OāNeal and hiding away with her, could be more than trouble than this former Navy SEAL can handle.
Kellee is lost, with no memory, and believes someone wants to hurt her. When Egan appears and seems to know her, he convinces her sheāll be safe with him. As her memories resurface, she turns to Egan for comfort, and her youthful crush transforms into a womanly passion she canāt deny.

With the Russian Mafia closing in, Kellee learns her entire life has been a lie. How can her love for Egan be enough to help her navigate the murky waters of her past and prove that her heritage doesnāt matter as much as the woman sheās become?
Buy links here:
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Reporter: Miss, are you okay? You look like youāre lost. Theyāve set up a shelter over at the local high school. Iām sure we can get a volunteer to take you.
The reporter pulled her hood closer around her face, looked around at the carnage, and then back to the frightened young women. She signaled to her cameraman.
āIām sorry I know youāre scared, but Iād like to ask you a few questions about what happened during the storm and then weāll all find some shelter.ā
The young woman shrugged and glanced around. āI guess that would be okayā¦Iām not sure if I can really help you, though.ā
Reporter: What were you doing when the storm hit? Do you live here?
The young woman inhaled and then shrugged. ā I donāt know where I live or what I was doing when the storm hit. What city is this?ā
Reporter: What? What do you mean you donāt remember? Youāre near Panama City, Florida. Are you hurt?
The girl nervously glanced around, as if she expected to see someone. āMy head is tender when I touch it near my temple. To your other question, I donāt remember anything, not what Iām doing in Florida or why Iām dressed in only my shorts and shirt. I donāt even know why Iām wearing this ugly bird pendant.ā
Reporter: You donāt remember if you live here, or your name?
The reporter looked to her cameraman, who shrugged at her. She looked around and seemed to spot someone.
āLet me call a police officer over to help you.ā
Jane Doe turned around in alarm, when she spotted the officer the reporter had been about to wave to, she said, āNo. I have this awful feeling someone is trying to hurt me. I donāt know why, but I just want to stay away from everyone. Iāll find my own way to safety.ā
Reporter: Miss, you need help. Honest, I do not see anyone lurking around paying any attention to you. Everyone is trying to get out of what remains of the storm.
Jane Doe swallowed and shook her head. ā No. Thank you for trying to help, but I need to keep moving.ā Then the girl hurried off in the direction opposite from the Police temporary base.
Reporter: Wait, Miss. Donāt leaveā¦.
Thank you for joining us, I know that weāre all concerned about the safety of all the people displaced in the storm. Weāll be watching the news reports to see what happens to Kellee.
If youād like to find out what happens, pick up a copy of Dead Reckoning by Stanalei Fletcher.
Blurb:
Egan Maddox isnāt sure heās the right man for the job when Northstar director, Byron OāNeal, asks him to find his missing daughter and protect her from an unknown danger. Eganās never shaken off his attraction to Kellee OāNeal and hiding away with her, could be more than trouble than this former Navy SEAL can handle.
Kellee is lost, with no memory, and believes someone wants to hurt her. When Egan appears and seems to know her, he convinces her sheāll be safe with him. As her memories resurface, she turns to Egan for comfort, and her youthful crush transforms into a womanly passion she canāt deny.

With the Russian Mafia closing in, Kellee learns her entire life has been a lie. How can her love for Egan be enough to help her navigate the murky waters of her past and prove that her heritage doesnāt matter as much as the woman sheās become?
Buy links here:
The Wild Rose Press ā Trade Paperback
The Wild Rose Press āebook
Amazon.com
Barnes and Noble
iBook/iTunes
Kobo Books
All Romance eBooks.com
Bookstrand
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