Audiobook Sample for Jars of Hearts
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Charge of Hearts. Written and narrated by J. H. Morris Chapter one. It is three a.m. And Laurie Bennett has just clocked out of work at the club tango in the Soma district of san Francisco walking back to the apartment as the hardest part of the night. It always struck her as odd. No matter how long she stayed working as a bartender and dealing with the drunken customers for the entire night. The scariest part is always to walk home. Lori always had one hand in her purse, holding a taser she had bought for herself because of these walks in this area, crime is high and she did what she could to avoid becoming a victim of some losers agenda. The fog had settled in this night, making seeing anything far away difficult not to mention the echoes caused by the density of the stuff. She wants to walk faster, but the visibility is making it impossible. So she is on high alert, listening more intently than usual. Her head wanted to spin to look at every noise and sound, but doing so would only slow her down and show her nervous since which increases her chances of becoming another number in the crime statistics of the city. Every night she follows the same strategy act like you belong, this is not their turf, this is yours. The sound of a trash can hitting the pavement behind her causes her to stop and look, she hears footsteps running behind her but they were headed in the opposite direction. A startle came over her face as she nearly trips on a cat, It hisses at her before running away, she smirks, thinking she is overly paranoid, but after the behavior of a group of drunken men at the club that night, she had reason to be worried. She was relieved when she made it to her apartment building's front door. At least now she feels some comfort knowing security cameras are watching her as she makes her way to her loft. She is also aware that she cannot completely relax until she reaches her apartment. There has been only one attack inside the building since she moved in, but that did not mean there would not be more. A sigh of relief came as she opened her front door safe at last, before going into bad lori performs her nightly ritual. It includes a hot shower to get rid of the slime and grime from the obnoxious customers, not to mention the smell of mixed alcohol spirits which has made their way onto her uniform during the night. Occasionally she would pour herself a glass of red wine to help settle her in for the night, but not this evening after walking in the fog and dealing with the stress of work and the walk, she just wants to get in bed. She picks up her nursing school textbook to read before drifting off. Her passion is to become a nurse, so she will not have to pour drinks for the degenerates of the city, but instead take care of them in the hospital.