A Collie Rescue
Former Army Sergeant Sandi Charleston, diagnosed with PTSD and homeless barely survives day to day. By a miracle of fate she meets Taz, a uniquely special collie, who helps turn her life around.
Only through him does she find the courage to go head to head with her worst enemy-terrorist bent on mass destruction.
Bound by a special love to help and protect each other, side by side these two unlikely partners willingly march forward into battle. A fight to the death neither is sure can be won but fighting as one they will try to.
Kidnapped and forced to reveal what she knows Sandi realizes there is only one individual who can save her from certain death. It’s not the government but her new best buddy.
Together they defeat the enemy proving once again that battle buddies come in all shapes and breeds.
Rescued, Sandi finally realizes that there is a new and better life for her as long as Taz is part of it.
Excerpt from A Collie Rescue
Frozen in fear that strangers were actually talking to her, Sandi didn’t know what to do. Her fight or flight instincts kicked in. Fight was out of the question since there were two against her so flight was the only option, but when she tried to move her feet felt like they were glued to the sidewalk. When the collie glanced up at her with soft, friendly, brown eyes Sandi relaxed slightly.
“Ah, ah. I’m not sure. I’ve already got a collie friend and wouldn’t want to make her jealous. Thanks for the offer anyway.”
Sandi began to turn around when a soft hand stopped her. “Don’t worry, Roxy won’t mind. Trust me. This girl raised her to share.”
“What? That means you know…”
“Yes, we know Jenna,” Richard said. “She’s our friend and she sent us to make sure you were safe.”
“I don’t understand,” Sandi replied.
For some reason, Sandi didn’t fight when Alison took her by the arm and, with the collie in tow, headed in the direction of the wagon where tables and chairs were set out. “Richard, why don’t you get us girls some coffee and water for the mom while we get a seat. You know how I take mine.” A questioning glance to Sandi got her answer. “My guess, black.”
“Oh and make them large, and while you’re at it, see if they have any fresh pastries to go with the coffee.”
As Richard headed for the vendor, he called back over his shoulder, “Honey, call Jenna and Thaddeus. Tell them Zero-hour has been move up to now. Give them our location and tell them we’ll need the ride for three.”