"Less is more."
The single best thing that I have been blessed to hear from a few people is, "I did not want it to end."
That simple statement speaks volumes. My story kept them engaged. They did not say, "It was good, but it was fifty pages too long. Think in terms of movies. How often have we viewed a movie and said later, "It was good but it was about thirty minutes too long." Or, "It was a good beginning and ending, but it bogged down in the middle somewhat."
Simply stated, I never wanted to waste the reader's time, regardless of the length of the story.
The year is 1967 and Wilmington, NC, is embedded in racial turmoil. Bret Marin and Money Wilkins, forge an improbable friendship.
Bret’s life is constructed around his love for his little brother Alex and hatred of their cruel wealthy father.
Money possesses no external luxuries but thanks to his proud black father, Clarence, a builder of houses and lives, he has the greater riches. When his beautiful sister Teke visits it sets off a series of events no one could foresee. The most chilling being the dark night the Klan appears.