Author Davee Jones

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week's Tuesday Tales prompt is the monthly picture prompt. We write 300 words to the chosen prompt. Please see how I use this photo in my new WIP sweet Young Adult romance,  Finding Love in a Black Lagoon.   Our heroine, Pearl, has secrets. Will she ever let Owen in on them? “Just down that lane is a pet cemetery.” Pearl pointed in the direction of a heavily treed road. “A pet cemetery? I’ve buried my fair share of pets, but, always on my property. Seemed more personal that way.” Owen reached down to pet his dog, Aggie. “It’s a beautiful place, serene and sacred. It’s the only graveyard for pets that I’ve ever seen.” “I think we have one back in Oklahoma. The guy that runs it is weird, so, I stayed away from him.” “Weird is in the eye of the beholder, Owen.” “Weird is a guy who spends too much time studying death.” “Maybe he is trying to learn about it, solve the mystery of the great beyond.” Pearl knelt to pet A...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week's Tuesday Tales prompt is the monthly picture prompt. Please see how I use this photo in my new WIP sweet Young Adult romance, Finding Love in a Black Lagoon.   Our heroine, Pearl, has secrets. Will she ever let Owen in on them? “This lagoon, teeming with overgrown brush, trees, and critters is as close to home as I’ll ever feel. Nothing can hurt me here, not even the cottonmouths, alligators, and snapping turtles.” Pearl swiped a mosquito away from her face, leaving a streak of dirt on her cheek from her grimy hands. “There is something peaceful about this place, that’s for sure.” Owen shoved his hands in his back jean pockets, inspected the woodwork, and rocked back on his heels. “Who built this bridge?” “My Pa built it for me. He started a tree house too, it’s at the other end of the creek. But, he didn’t get very far on it before he…before.” Pearl sighed and adjusted the bandanna embracing her skull, plastering her curly ha...