The day they met, Jack fell in love, and they've been together ever since. Life had been perfect; he possessed the kind of life every man envisioned; the ideal wife, an exceptional job and a foreseeable retirement. That was until the day he came across a letter addressed, 'DEAR JACK.'
Now he watches as the perfect marriage, career and life get hurled into hell. A twisted stalker, spilt blood, drastic measures in desperate times. Who holds the secrets, and which is telling lies? It's a fight between good and evil, either could win!
I am what they call a hybrid writer and new to the business. I have always enjoyed writing but never gave it any serious thought until 2016 when I started writing “The Darkest Side of the Moon.” Before that I mainly wrote poetry which has been published through The American Poet Society and is in their library. I also wrote lyrics for a few of paramounts musicians which is up for grabs in their country catalogue. Currently I'm working on 5 books, including the sequel to The Darkest Side of the Moon. I try to help animals as much as I can. I feed the strays in my area everyday, but there is too many to keep up to, I also have a line of products on redbubble for that very cause. I love Animals, nature, music, movies, and art of all forms. My dream is to be living somewhere with a view, where i can build my animal santurary, and a back yard for my puppy.
Kate loves her husband and trusts him, but with that said we all have our moments.
Is Jack being good? Does she have the right to be suspicious? Or could there be something else going on?
In this story you really need to pay attention to the details, don't blink or you might miss something.
Dear Jack is almost ready to release....
She couldn’t help but to notice Jacks work clothes on the floor in the bottom of the closet. That man never picks up his clothes she thought as she reached down to get them. A shade of pink along the edge of his collar caught her eye, she knew it wasn’t hers. Was he cheating on her? Kate raised a brow as she felt a rush of anger race through her body but then it stopped as she wondered if there was another reason for it. Crumpling it up she threw it in the wash bin, maybe it was time she kept a closer eye on her husband.