• K. A. Meng

Another month of TwitterTales has gone by just in case you missed my October 2018 posts every Thursday and Friday on Twitter. Here they are.

Gisela hated working the late shift, but the money was better. She needed it to pay for her shoes, her apartment, her school, her shoes. Someday she’d find a rich man or graduate and find a better job. Until then, she'd walk home fast.

Only bad people stayed out this late. Gisela locked the door to the diner and tugged on the handle to make sure it was secured. Her boss would blame her if it wasn't locked. After she walked two blocks, four figures appeared down the street.

The four figures were nothing but a blur. They were tall and were most likely men. Gisela hesitated before continuing. This was the fastest way home. The men were eight blocks away. They could turn and head in another direction.

Gisela walked the next block and so did the four figures. They were now six blocks away. They could still turn. She walked another and so did they. Four blocks. One more block and she'd turn and go another way if they were still coming.

Gisela glanced to the right and to the left for traffic before crossing the street. Her heart pounded loud enough she could hear it. One more block. She'd go one more. If the four figures didn't turn she would. She'd be safe.

Gisela's mouth went dry. She could cut through the dark alley, but someone could be waiting there. Why did everything but one bar have to close early?

"You'd better get home, miss," the old man outside his shop on a rocker said.

The men were still coming. Gisela turned and took the long way home. She’d quicken her pace. She’d be safe.

The four friends stopped at the corner. They glanced both ways before crossing the street. “Man, that lady turned,” one of them said.

“Like you'd get a date with her anyway,” the leader said. He laughed and most of his friends joined him.

“Shut the hell up.”

“Don’t use that language in front of my sis. Come on, Marnie. Let’s finish trick-or-treating. It’s getting late.”

As always I will show you a sneak peek of the next month.

I brought the ax above my head and swiftly down, letting gravity split a log in half. The pieces fell to the side. I stuck a new one in place. I had a little more than a hundred to go. When I lifted the ax the second time smoke wafted into my nose.

Come back next month to check out the post or search for #TwitterTales @kamengauthor on Twitter. I post part of the story every Thursday and Friday. You can also find many more authors participating from my publisher. It's lots of fun.

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I'm proud to announce the release of the 4th book of my Cobble Cove Mystery series, Love on the Rocks.

eBook & Kindle Unlimited Paperback

It’s February in the small town of Cobble Cove. Love is in the air . . . but so is murder!

When Alicia helps plan a Valentine’s Day Party at the Cobble Cove library that also includes a surprise for her newlywed friend, Gilly, things go wrong when a mysterious box of chocolates addressed to the director turns out laced with poison.

Clues Lead to A Dead Suspect

Although Alicia promised John she’ll no longer meddle in crime investigations, she and Gilly set out to find the person threatening Sheila who murdered the courier of the deadly candy. The three people they suspect include the professor from California who’s been romancing Sheila while she assists him with research for his book; the obnoxious patron Rhonda Kleisman who threw coffee at the director after refusing to pay for a damaged book; and a visiting widow staying at Gilly’s inn who’s unnaturally curious about Sheila and earns the nickname of Madame DeFarge for her interest in knitting.

New Cat in Town

While Alicia and Gilly are trying to solve this new Cobble Cove mystery, Sneaky is introduced to Gilly’s new kitten, Kittykai, a calico she brought home from her honeymoon in Hawaii. It’s not like at first sight, but the two cats eventually become friends. They also both play a part in foiling the killer’s murder attempts, but will Alicia and Sheila survive unscathed?


“Alicia, come with me to the Reference Desk. I left a few more decorations there and can use a hand putting them up.”

Alicia followed Sheila back to the desk admiring the paper hearts and flowers hanging from the library’s ceilings and the red streamers that lay across the stacks. Two huge red hearts graced a banner strung across the entranceway over the turnstiles. In the center of each, handwritten in glittery purple script were the names of her best friend and new husband – Gilly and Ron. She knew Gilly would be glad they used her nickname but wasn’t sure the sheriff would approve of the use of his first name. Most of the town resident’s knew him as Ramsay.

Sheila ran around the desk pulling out drawers. She reminded Alicia of a hen tending her chickens. “Gilly and Ramsay are going to be so surprised.”

Alicia agreed. The idea for a combination wedding and Valentine’s Day party was hatched up by Sheila, and it was a great thought. The rest of the staff was busy upstairs where the party would be held arranging more decorations there and putting out all the home-cooked dishes they’d prepared along with the red, pink, and white sheet cake that would be served for dessert.

“What’s this?” Sheila paused in her tossing of decorations atop the desk.

Alicia came over to see what had grabbed the director’s attention. A velvet shaped heart box sat by one of the computer stations. As Alicia came closer, she could see a post-it attached to it with the words, “To Sheila from your secret admirer.”

Sheila smiled. “That Ryan. He knows I have a sweet tooth and am particularly fond of chocolates.” She opened the lid. “My favorites. I know I should wait for the party, but these are just too appealing.”

Alicia watched as Sheila took a few pieces and bit into them. Only a few seconds after she swallowed, her smile faded. She began to choke and clutched her throat.

“Sheila, are you okay?” Alicia rushed over afraid she wouldn’t recall how to do the Heimlich maneuver, but Sheila had already passed out on the floor. “Help!” Alicia called racing to the stairs. The romantic music playing above her drowned out her voice. Just as she grabbed her cell phone to dial 911, Ryan Anderson walked through the door, a huge bouquet of roses in his arms. He stopped short seeing Sheila on the ground. “What happened. Oh, My God!”

“I’m dialing 911 right now,” Alicia said. “She ate some of your chocolates and then passed out. I’m not sure if she choked on a piece.”

“My chocolates? I didn’t get her any chocolates. I was bringing her these flowers.” He dropped them on the desk and then knelt down and started administering CPR to Sheila’s unmoving body.

Author Bio

Debbie De Louise is an award-winning author and a reference librarian at a public library on Long Island. She is a member of International Thriller Writers, Sisters-in-Crime, the Long Island Authors Group, and the Cat Writer’s Association. She has a BA in English and an MLS in Library Science from Long Island University. Her novels include the three books of the Cobble Cove cozy mystery series published by Solstice Publishing: A Stone's Throw, Between a Rock and a Hard Place, and Written in Stone. Debbie has also published a romantic comedy novella featuring a jewel heist caper, When Jack Trumps Ace, a paranormal romance, Cloudy Rainbow, and has written articles and short stories for several anthologies of various genres. She lives on Long Island with her husband Anthony, daughter Holly, and Cat Stripey.

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Librarian Alicia McKinney has put the past behind her…

Two years ago, Alicia discovered both a terrible truth and lasting love with John McKinney in the small town of Cobble Cove, New York. Now a busy mother of twin babies and co-author of a mystery series, Alicia couldn’t be happier.

Alicia’s contentment and safety are challenged…

Walking home alone from the library, Alicia senses someone following her, and on more than one occasion, she believes she is being watched. Does she have a stalker? When the local gift shop is burglarized, the troubling event causes unrest among Alicia and the residents of the quiet town.

John and Alicia receive an offer they can’t refuse…

When John’s sister offers to babysit while she and John take a much-needed vacation in New York City, Alicia is reluctant to leave her children because of the disturbances in Cobble Cove. John assures her the town is safe in the hands of Sheriff-elect Ramsay. Although Alicia’s experience with and dislike of the former Long Island detective don’t alleviate her concern, she and John take their trip.

Alicia faces her worst nightmare…

The McKinneys’ vacation is cut short when they learn their babies have been kidnapped and John’s sister shot. Alicia and John’s situation puts them between a rock and a hard place when the main suspect is found dead before the ransom is paid. In order to save their children, the McKinneys race against the clock to solve a mystery more puzzling than those found in their own books. Can they do it before time runs out?

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  • K. A. Meng

As always I'll be sharing my full TwitterTales for the month right here just in case you missed it. TwitterTales is a tale for the month. The story is posted on Thursday and Friday. Not a lot of time to tell a full tale, but a lot of fun. Here is last months.

“Don’t use the porta potty in the woods,” Roman said.

“Why would anyone build one out there?” CeCe asked.

“I don’t know. Some of the bigger kids told me. We should go check it out tonight.”

“Like that will be a good idea.”

“Kids behave and CeCe listen to your older brother,” their mother said later that night.

CeCe nodded and said goodbye to their parents.

“Come on, let’s go to the woods and check the porta potty."

“This is not a good idea.”

“Why am I following you?” CeCe asked as she trialed behind her older brother.

“Admit it. You’re as curious as I am to see the porta potty,” Roman said.

“I don’t get why it would be in the woods. Wouldn’t it be an outhouse?”

“It doesn’t matter what it is called. We’re going to check it out.”

“Fine. I’m not going inside. It probably hasn’t been cleaned in years.” CeCe bumped into Roman after he had stopped in his tracks. The outhouse was glowing.

“We need to check the light,” Roman said excited.

“Yes, running into a glowing outhouse is such a good idea,” CeCe said. Why did she have to be the practical one?

“Are you chicken?” He clucked and flapped his arms like wings.

“Fine, but you’re going in first.”

“No way,” Roman said.

“This was your idea,” CeCe said.

Roman snorted and stomped to the outhouse. CeCe was at his heels. Once he reached the door, he swung it open and gasped.

"Let me see."

A strange ball of light floated in the air.

“What is this?” Roman asked.

“A will-o'-the-wisp?”

The wisp flew above their heads and zoomed into the forest.

“Let’s follow it,” CeCe said.

“Like that’s a good idea.”

Despite Roman’s protest, the pair followed the wisp deeper into the forest to a crying girl.

“Are you okay?” CeCe asked.

The girl covered her mouth.

“You’re the missing girl from town. Follow us, we'll bring you home."

And that ends that TwitterTale. Here is a sneak peak of October 2018.

Gisela hated working the late shift, but the money was better. She needed it to pay for her shoes, her apartment, her school, her shoes. Someday she’d find a rich man or graduate and find a better job. Until then, she'd walk home fast.

See you next time -K.A.

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