- Welcome to FictionDB, Guest
- | My Account
- | Help
What the Locusts Had Eaten — Jennifer Evans
[Edit]
I could hear Arthur's drunken obscenities in the hall. He slammed his heavy hip against the door. Then the pounding stopped. I heard jingling. He was fumbling for a key. It was then I rediscovered the window. Opening the latch, I peered at the ground, two floors below me. The handle rattled and I could hear Arthur swearing. I had no choice. My heart pounding so hard I could almost see it, I pushed the window open, climbed on the sill, closed my eyes and jumped. Nikki spent years running: into the arms of uncommitted lovers and unfaithful husbands, into the trap of drug abuse and alcoholism, away from the Mob and toward a dream of stardom. Being devoured a little at a time by every person she dared to trust, Nikki finally ran into the arms of the One who could restore what the locusts had eaten.
I could hear Arthur's drunken obscenities in the hall. He slammed his heavy hip against the door. Then the pounding stopped. I heard jingling. He was fumbling for a key. It was then I rediscovered the window. Opening the latch, I peered at the ground, two floors below me. The handle rattled and I could hear Arthur swearing. I had no choice. My heart pounding so hard I could almost see it, I pushed the window open, climbed on the sill, closed my eyes and jumped. Nikki spent years running: into the arms of uncommitted lovers and unfaithful husbands, into the trap of drug abuse and alcoholism, away from the Mob and toward a dream of stardom. Being devoured a little at a time by every person she dared to trust, Nikki finally ran into the arms of the One who could restore what the locusts had eaten.
Genres
Click on any of the links above to see more books like this one.
