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The Sunshine Trilogy

Marc is a retired automotive professional who started writing later in life. The Sunshine Machine is his first novel and part of a trilogy with a prequel and sequel in the works. When Marc is not writing he enjoys playing acoustic guitar, hiking trails in the Adirondacks, reading and spending time with his family. Marc is a graduate of the school of Architecture and Environmental Design from the State University of New York at Buffalo. and resides in Buffalo with his wife, Kathi. Growing up in the household of ABUELA GUADALUPE, a native American woman and a single parent mother, molds FRANCESCA into a young woman of conflicted thoughts about sexuality and self. Her mother, SORPRESA DA RIMINI, a flower child of the sixties, offers little support to her maturation and Abuela Guadalupe provides only mythical native tales of the “The First People” to school her in feminine sexuality and identity. From an early age she discerns that she is different, supported by the fact that she has a mysterious birthmark on her hand. Abuela Guadalupe insists that it is a sign of her wolf spirit, which affirms strength and vision. Others see the birthmark as a curse and bad luck. Francesca’s halcyon teen years are interrupted by the untimely death of her mother, Sorpresa. At her mother’s funeral she meets the patriarch of the Da Rimini family; GUIDO DA RIMINI. She is surprised to learn he is her grandfather and requests that she return to the family; The Da Rimini family her mother was banished from years earlier, because of her illegitimate pregnancy. She accepts the patriarch’s proposal but later pays a heavy price, when she is raped by her cousin; ROBERTO “Robbie” DELGADO. Francesca's troubles are far from over . . .

Marc M. Minnick · Hiện thực
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60 Chs

Chapter 22: Senor Pedro Delgado

Francesca awoke to the sound of the jail door opening. A large male guard threw her clothing into the jail cell and grunted what sounded like she was going home.

"Vas inicio!”

"Am I'm going home?” she asked.

" Get dressed Chica, before Fox changes his mind."

Francesca dressed quickly as the guard stood with arms crossed and eyes diverted. She followed him into the waiting room and was told to sit on the wooden bench and wait.

Captain Fox and a handsome middle-aged man came into the room. The Captain, minus his toupee and suit, looked like a bag of potatoes with arms and legs. He crossed hands in front of his crotch and spoke with a pronounced hint of embarrassment in his voice.

"This gentleman has paid for your release."

Francesca’s memory of the evening before wasn’t clear. She remembered Captain Fox visiting her, but the outcome was cloudy. She reached for her medallion impulsively, but it was gone. What happened last night?