Saturday, March 17, 2012

Sweet Saturday Sample: Snippet From Just Shut Up and Drive (YA WIP)

Hello and welcome to another Sweet Saturday Sample segment. I hope you're all doing great today!

Well, I've been so crazy-busy with my new adult suspense-thriller coming out, Out Of Sync, that I haven't been able to work on my WIP's begging for my attention. I still have a wonderful snippet for you today, though.

When we left off last week, Gramps got Wil to make a stop at a church in Elie. Wil isn't quite sure what's going on but this is sort of a lead-in to what Gramps has in store for him:

The door creaked on its old hinges as Gramps gently pushed it open. Yeah, this doesn’t give off the vibes of a really bad ‘B’ slasher movie, Wil thought as they walked over the threshold. He half-expected someone to jump down on them from the ceiling fan or find a serial killer lighting up a candle in the front, asking for forgiveness. He shuddered the thoughts out of his head as he followed on Gramps’ heels to the front of the church.
It was about half the size of the church back home. There had to be only about fifteen rows of pews divided down the middle by a gray-carpeted aisle they were walking down. The pulpit at the front was small with microphone sticking out of the top. There was an organ on the left side of the pulpit, and four long rows of folded chairs set up behind it arranged in semi-circles. A table over on the right was covered with a long, white satin runner and filled with thick, white candles. There were only a few lit at that time.
“Gramps,” Wil whispered as they crept closer to the front. “I thought we were Protestant.”
“We are. Why?”
“Well, I’m guessing that you went here at some point and the candle lighting thing is Catholic, isn’t it?”
“This isn’t just a church, son. There’s a cemetery out in the back. It makes some folks feel better about losing their loved one when they can light a candle in their memory. Some do it, some don’t. I like to.”
Wil frowned. “Who are you lighting a candle for?”
Before Wil had a chance to ask any more questions, a voice came from the door beside the organ. “Well, bless my soul. Is that you Wilfred Carter?”
The man was wiping dirt from his hands on a small flowered hand towel. He had to be in his early sixties, slight build but not scrawny and had at least six inches on Wil. His deeply tanned skin hinted to a lot of outdoor work. His eyes looked like two dark chocolate drops and the deep wrinkles around his eyes and mouth when he smiled must have meant he did it a lot. There was something about the guy that made Wil’s stomach feel warm from the moment he spoke. Not an ill feeling but more a feeling of comfort and calm he hadn’t felt in a long time.
“Well, look at you, John,” Gramps said, holding his hand out for a handshake. “Happy to see you chose to stay here to run the church. Your dad woulda been proud.”
This guy is a Reverend? Wil didn’t think he looked much like a church preacher. How many Reverends wore jeans and t-shirts? Or had tattoos on their forearms? And weren’t they supposed to wear those collar thingys?
The Reverend moved to Gramps, enveloping the old man’s hand between his own. As if reading his thoughts, the Reverend said, “Things are a little more casual these days. We don’t need to wear our Reverend garb unless we’re on official business.” He winked at Wil, then said, “So, who is this young man, Wilfred?”
“Reverend John McInnis, this is my grandson, Wil. Wil this is Reverend McInnis.”
Reverend McInnis stuck his hand out to Wil. “Pleasure to finally meet you. My father, who was the reverend here for many years, baptized you. It was the one and only time you were out this way. Until today.”
Still shaking hands, Wil looked over at Gramps. “I didn’t know I was baptized,” he said. “Or that I even had a connection to anyone out here.”
“Well, you have a much deeper connection to this place than you know. But I’m sure your grandfather here wants to share all of that with you, knowing him.” The Reverend let go of Wil’s hand then said to Gramps, “I saw you pull up. The gate is already unlocked for you. Just lock it up behind you and leave the key in the mailbox out front. You know the drill, Wilfred. I’ll leave you both in peace.”
He pulled a jagged key out of his pocket and handed it to Gramps. “It’s wonderful to see you again. Please don’t be a stranger. And if you need me for anything…you know…don’t hesitate to call me. Or get someone to call, right?”
            “Thank you, Reverend. I’ll remember all that. You’re father was a good man. He helped my family in many ways. That’s part of why we’re here.”
The reverend nodded then swung his arm in the direction of the back door. “Well, she’s waiting for you. Take care, both of you. I’ll keep you both in my thoughts and prayers to keep you safe on the rest of your journey.”
He gave Gramps a manly grip on the shoulder and went to a room over behind the candle table that looked like an office.
She’s waiting for you. What the heck did that mean? And who would be waiting for them out in a cemetery?
Wil wasn’t sure he really wanted to know the answers to either of those questions. But like it or not, he was about to find out.

I'm very excited to share next week's snippet because it sort of sets the mood for the rest of the story. So, be sure to come back next time. Oh! And be sure to check out the rest of the amazing talent on this week's list HERE. Enjoy the rest of your weekend!


  1. Curiouser and curiouser. I'm enjoying this trip with Wil and Gramps. I'll definitely be back next week!

    1. Heya, Patty! You're so awesome to keep coming back. I promise, next week's snippet will answer some questions (and pose some more!)

      Thanks for coming back. <3

  2. I'm indeed curious....who is she???

    1. Things will be a little clearer next week, Beth. I promise. ;D

  3. I love the dialogue and descriptions. I'm looking forward to the next installment.

    1. Aw! Thanks Carrie-Anne! Next week's snippet will be great and explain a bit about what the journey is all about. <3

  4. Very nice sample. Warm and comforting, yet intriguing. Thanks!

    1. Thanks, Marsha. I'm so happy you get that 'vibe' from the story already. =)

  5. Wait! Who's "she"? Ugh! How're you just gonna leave it there?

    Great sample, Chynna. Can't wait to read more!

    1. LOL!'re gonna be really mad at me next week. ;)


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