Clarity Laughlin grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth and everything handed to her on a silver platter. But her silver life is tarnished from living in her father’s shadow and under his thumb. One night she realizes she’s had enough, and decides to make a change.
She leaves her glamorous life behind and starts over, alone and determined. When gorgeous auto mechanic Mason Kennedy helps the damsel in distress, Clarity’s life starts to have real meaning. A new love blooms and her dream starts to become reality, until tragedy strikes and her newfound gold starts to fade. But is the dream fading? Or just tainted with lies and deception? What happens when Pandora’s Box is opened and Mason’s skeletons come floating out?
Money, greed, jealousy and love can be a deadly combination.
So, I decide to change the way I live. I’ve dreamed of finding Mr. Right, getting married and settling down. But guys run for the hills when they find out who I am, or they only want me for my money. I can’t deal with this anymore. I’ve had a great life though, again…..never wanting for anything. There has to be so much more to this world than having everything handed to you on the proverbial silver spoon.
As I mentally prepare for the changes upcoming in my life, Holland walks right into my room without knocking. “Clare? What are you doing in here? I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
“I’ve been right here, thinking.”
“What about?” She asks as she sits down on the bed next to me.
“Life in general.”
She nods, staring at our faces in the mirror.
“Yeah, it’s great it?” She smiles as she lays back on the bed, her lavender skirt hiking up on her legs, exposing thigh high stockings. I stare for a brief moment, wondering why she’d have on thigh highs, but then I remember the Mabry twins and it all makes sense.
“No, actually it isn’t,” I say as I stand up and brush my hands down my skirt in a feeble attempt to straighten the now wrinkled chiffon.
Holland sits up and stares at me in confusion.
“Is this all there is?” I ask as I wave my hand like a model at a car show.
“What do you mean?” She asks, one eyebrow raised.
“This! All of this!” I say as I twirl like a ballerina. “There has to be more in life than this.”
“I’m sorry Clarity, but I’m not getting it.”
“I’ve had enough of this,” I say again as I glance around the room. “I want to be a normal person, Hol. I want to settle down, get married. Squeeze out a few rug rats, have a normal life. I wanna be like everyone else.”
“Okay, you’re freaking me out. What the fuck are you talking about?”
“You really don’t get it do you?” I say as I storm out of the room, but she catches the door and follows me out.
“Clare, stop! Explain it to me. What are you talking about?” She asks again.
I stop and slowly turn back to her. She’s standing there with her hands on her hips.
“These!” I scream, as I pull my designer shoes off and throw them down the hall. I walk into the hall bathroom and wet a wash cloth and proceed to wash my face. “This!” I scream once again as I frantically wash my make up off. Then I stomp back into my room and open the dresser, yanking out a pair of jeans and a tee shirt, silently thankful that I keep spare clothes here for these weekends. It’s bad enough that I have to ride here via limo, but having to go home the next day in the same dress is mortifying. I realize how that sounds as I turn my back towards Holland.
“Unzip me please.” I ask, quietly but demanding.
“What are you doing?” She asks again, this time fear in her eyes.
“I’m changing clothes, what does it look like I’m doing?” I snap at her. I know this isn’t her fault, but she should be seeing this the way I am. She’s wealthy too, though not as wealthy as I am. I cringe on the inside as I think those words.
“But there’s a party going on outside.” She says as she complies and lowers my zipper.
The dress slides down my body into a puddle on the floor. I yank on the tee shirt and jeans and find my loafers in the closet.
“I. Am. Done. Done with this life, done with being a selfish bitch and done with money. I’m getting out, Holland. O U T! I want to live a different life, one with meaning. One without rules, standards and etiquette. I wanna be a woman, not a pawn in daddy’s world. I want to make my own money, live my own life. And this,” I say as I once again wave my hand around my old bedroom, “Ends today.”
I am married and have a teenage son. I live in the Atlanta, GA area and I enjoy reading and writing. My first published novel, Running from Destiny, released in October of 2013. The sequel, Accepting Destiny just released in January 2014. Reprisal, which is a Dark Erotic thriller released in May of 2014. A companion novel, Requital released in December of 2014 and Seeking Clarity is scheduled for April 10th release.