A. L. Kaplan

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  • 7 Days and Counting – Fun at the Baltimore Book Festival.

    This weekend I had the pleasure of attending the Baltimore Book Festival at the Inner Harbor. The unusually hot weather for this time of year didn’t deter people from coming or their enthusiasm. I met some great fellow authors and made a some new friends.

    book festival 2 2017Fifi had a great time as well. Here’s a picture of her on my shoulder. Who or what is Fifi you ask? She a character in STAR TOUCHED. Don’t be fooled by this tiny white fluff ball. She’s more than she seems. You’ll have to read the book to find out more.

     

     

    Be sure to join me for the STAR TOUCHED Book Launch Party Startouched front cover2

    October 2, 2017 from 7:00 PM – 8:00 PM Eastern Time on Facebook.

    Come hang out with us while we discuss STAR TOUCHED, have some trivia and win some great prizes!!

    Be sure to invite your friends to join you!!

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    There are only a few days left to enter the Goodreads giveaway, so don’t wait.

  • Winter’s Night

    “Go ahead. I know you’ve hungered after my flesh your whole life.”

    The old wolf sat only inches from Buffalo’s throat, but only licked the festering wound on her hip. With one golden eye and the other silvery blue, she studied his face. A jagged white stripe decorated his brow.

    “You’re old and stringy now, too tough for my teeth. A calf would be easier to chew.”

    Buffalo stifled a laugh. “There’ll be none until spring. You’ll have to make do with me. I’m too tired to fight anymore, easy game. One of us at least should live.”

    “Well it won’t be me. I no longer have the strength to bite your shaggy hide. Even my pack has left me for dead.”

    “Perhaps Bear will put us both out of our misery.”

    “Bear sleeps. Even Crow hides from this blustery snow, warm in his roost.”

    “Then let me die in peace.”

    “Humph. Peace. You think I don’t wish for such a thing. I’m cold and tired. Death claws both our hides.”

    “Rest with me. Perhaps some good will come of this end.”

    Wolf curled up against Buffalo and closed her eyes. Content, their spirits leaped for the sky together. Snow soon hid their bodies.

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    “What odd looking hatchlings we have this spring,” said Mother Hawk.

    Father Hawk studied the two chicks. One had a strange white stripe across his face; the other had one silvery blue eye. They snuggled against each other as if winter clawed at them.