Maye’s production is as dry as the Arizona Desert! Her team is going gangbusters, but she is bored to tears without a sale or listing of her own!
She was daydreaming of her life when she got her Temporary Real Estate Permit and her first listing!
Shaking herself awake, she forces herself to create two full-color pages of ads in Homes Illustrated. Her best friend with benefits, Frank Singleton, rescues her.
After a lovely but too-short weekend, she is back to the grind.
At her borrowed Open House listing, a nice young man asks her to write up the sale on a house for which he has already made a deal with the seller. It’s a piece of cake, right? That is a sale, a lease option, and another sale!
It starts with a visit from the FBI and goes downhill fast! The seller’s ex-husband is in prison for nearly beating her to death, and she is in hiding somewhere in Texas. Frank and Ward head to Texas to find her and bring the wife home with the evidence that will convict her husband and keep him in prison for a long time.
Maye is devastated when her best friend Lavonne is kidnapped. Frank insists Maye wear a bulletproof vest when she exchanges the books for her BBF! That helps, and Lavonne is rescued without a scratch, but Maye is rushed into surgery, which freaks Frank out big time.
Come along on the bumpy road to Maye’s well-earned commission if she lives to collect!
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Biography
Creating worlds, characters, and wielding power like a madwoman, making my characters happy, sad, angry, and some of them with no redeeming qualities. I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I sometimes laugh out loud when I am writing a scene, and I have been known to cry when one of my favorites has to die.
I am a left-handed Gemini, what do you expect?
Reading bedtime stories to my two children until they fell asleep or until they just told me to go away, was fun. Making up wild stories for my grandchild, and creating Halloween costumes from Cowboys to a Dragon, was another favorite thing to do. I missed that so much when they were grown, that I started writing.
My yearly newsletters frequently were drafted third-person by my Love Birds, Miranda our motorhome, and by Sir Fit the White Knight, our faithful Honda.
Throughout the years, some of my creative talents centered around writing letters of complaint expressing my displeasure with services or products. One crucial, at least to my Son, was a note to our local school bus driver petitioning her to allow him back on the bus. He was kicked off for making an obscene gesture at his buddy. I reminded her that it was not directed at her, and that “obscenity can be in the eye of the beholder,” kids use that gesture as a greeting. He rode the bus until he graduated.
I loved driving my English teacher crazy. Leaving a “continued next week” at the end of my five handwritten pages required each week. He was one of many people that suggested I “do something about my writing.”
I graduated from the School of Hard Knocks at the top of my class.
After 30 years, in the trenches as a Real Estate Professional, I have found that truth is stranger than fiction. My books are filled with characters I met in that profession. Their names were changed to protect the guilty. Others were from people we met traveling around the country in Miranda, our Motorhome.
I am married nearly 60 years to the love of my life, Shirl, and partner-produced two exceptionally talented children, and one grandchild who is our pride and joy.
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