#GuestDayTuesday – #Bold&BlatantSelfPromo – #Excerpt – #TheEmissary2: To Love Somebody

See, this is what happens when you guys don’t have any news or ideas you want to share: when #GuestDayTuesday rolls around, you just might get ME as the guest! Et voila! Here I am! 

Decided to share an excerpt from my second Emissary Trilogy novella. It’s a scene I hope you’ll find amusing, even without knowing all the particulars of the story at this point.  And for those who think they’d enjoy reading more, these three novellas should definitely be read in order.

But for now, Happy Reading!



Sitting in a Booth Where Cracked Red Vinyl Had Run Amuck,
Ordering That Too-Late Breakfast or Too-Early Lunch,
While Studiously Avoiding Each Other’s Eyes. 

“WHY DO YOU supposed diners always have red plastic seats and red Formica tables? I mean, is it like a law, or somethin’? Part of the original blueprints? Or building code?”

Jake watched Dodger drumming nervous fingers on that very Formica tabletop and knew the boy wanted to talk. He wasn’t going to push him, however. As proven once again by this morning’s events, that never worked. When he was ready, he would talk. Until then, apparently diner décor was what interested him most.

“No idea. Maybe you can research that while we’re on the road so we’ll learn what’s what before we stop at another one.”

Dodger stared out the window. “You’re bein’ condescending, you know.”

“Sorry. Just trying to help you find something to talk about.”

“Well, don’t. I don’t really wanna talk about diners or Formica or anything else like that, and you know it.”

“Yeah, I guess I do. But to be fair, you did talk about it, so I was just playing along.” Jake took a sip of his iced tea, waited a beat, then tried again. “Dodger, you don’t need to explain anything to me. I’m in your corner, no matter what. But that doesn’t mean you have to tell me every detail from your life before we met.”

Finally, Dodger’s face swung back toward Jake. “But I do—at least I do, if it’s somethin’ I need you to understand. And this is.”

“Okay, then. As long as it’s what you want, I’ll always listen. And I’ll always help if I can.”

“I know that. I think I’ve known that since that day in the hospital parking lot, when you told me you wouldn’t take me back to the crap life I was livin’ before you rescued me. And I do trust you. It’s only that I’ve never talked about stuff like this to anyone. Ever. I don’t have any idea how to start.”

“Well, before you go any further, let me say that I didn’t mean to act like there was something wrong with you. Not at all. The honest truth is, as I look back on my own life and think about what was going on with young people around me, I suspect there were way too many of them having sex before they were emotionally mature enough to take that step. But the right time and circumstances are different for everyone, and I didn’t mean to sound like I was judging you.”

Dodger appeared to be inspecting the Formica all over again while his face turned just as red, but waiting was something Jake was good at. It was a skill the boy had helped him perfect.

A few minutes crept by, then Dodger plunged in. “Don’t know if I was ready for it or not, but it wouldn’t have mattered. Not at first, anyway. I was a shrimpy little kid, and way too young to interest the girls. A couple of years later, I’d put on some weight, and must have looked better. Next thing I knew, there was some coked-up, empty-eyed girl or another backin’ me into a corner every time I turned around.” He paused, then ground out, “I hated it!”

“Okay. Do you want to tell me why?”

It took three tries before Dodger was able to answer, and Jake wasn’t surprised at the pain in the boy’s voice.

“I had this dumbass idea when I left home that I’d find someone who cared about me. Someone I’d matter to.” He looked up, eyes glittering with unshed tears. “I guess I just wanted somebody, somewhere, to love me. No one ever had, Jake, and even as messed up as I was by then, one thing I knew for damn sure—none of those girls followin’ us runners around were gonna love me, either.” He paused, then stared out the window again.

“So, you waited?”

Nodding, Dodger went on. “Yeah. I waited. And kept waiting. Not like I was holdin’ out for something permanent or anything. I just wanted it to matter. I wanted me to matter. Stupid, huh?”

“No, Dodge. Not stupid at all. Love is the one thing in the world that truly does matter, above all else. Of course you wanted it. We all do. We’re born reaching for it, and the fact that you already knew the truth of that at the age of sixteen is one more example of how special you are. Azrael was right in telling me to save your life at all costs, and right again in bringing you back. You have so much to give this world, and you’re making a real difference in the lives of others every single day. And as for someone loving you, I know this isn’t the same, but I couldn’t love you more if you were my own son.”

“Thank you for that,” Dodger whispered. “I can’t even put into words how much that means to me.” The boy stared at the Formica again, his face still forlorn.


“But I still wish I’d managed to get laid. At least once.”

You can download The Emissary 2: To Love Somebody HERE
(But don’t forget, these 3 novellas are meant to be read in order.)


They’re back!

Jake and Dodger, the first (and so far, only) Emissaries to the Angels, are on the road again.

They’re looking for mortals about to take a wrong turn. You know the ones—the kid thinking about stealing from a corner market or the man planning to lie about a coworker and destroy her career. Yeah, them. People on the brink of making a mistake that could send them down that wrong road and jeopardize their mortal souls.

Of course, there are rules by which the emissaries must play, and the archangel Azrael stands ready to enforce them. First and foremost, a person’s free will must never be compromised. Emissaries are allowed to use only the smallest of mental nudges. Thankfully, a whispered suggestion here or images of a better course of action there is usually all it takes. The potential mugger walks on by. The thief drops the wallet back into the unattended purse. But whether the results are obvious or not, Jake and Dodger are fully committed to making a positive difference, even as they struggle with issues of their own.

Will Dodger get over losing his chance to learn what true love is all about? Will Jake survive the grueling angelic equivalent of Boot Camp? Will Azrael ever finish the Official Emissarial Guidebook—including the chapter titled Do Not Even Think About It?

One thing’s for sure—Jake’s and Dodger’s strengths are growing daily, as they help more and more people make better choices. But is the price for so much power higher than they’re willing to pay?

23 thoughts on “#GuestDayTuesday – #Bold&BlatantSelfPromo – #Excerpt – #TheEmissary2: To Love Somebody

  1. Ah, I remember that scene well. Poor Dodger, he was really torn up inside about erm, well, what he’d missed out on. I liked the way that factored into the overall plot of the book. Yet another great read from you, Marcia. You always create such memorable characters. 🙂

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    • Thank you so much, Mae. This awkward father-son sort of moment was one of my favorites in the story. Poor boy had just realized that his chances of knowing what being in love was all about were pretty much gone, and it definitely hit him hard. Jake is the kind of guy many of us would have liked for a father, and Dodger needed that stability and understanding so much.

      The trilogy was a lot of fun to write, even with a few heartbreaking moments here and there, and I’m really glad you enjoyed it! Thanks again for letting me know. 🤗💖🤗

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    • It’s always fun to share something of mine now and then, though I don’t like to overdo it. Hope you enjoyed this little bit, Priscilla, and thanks for supporting “me tooting my own horn.” 😀 ❤


    • Aw, thanks so much, Darlene. I’m so happy you’re a fan of these novellas. They were great fun to write, even though a few scenes made me cry, instead of laugh. But overall, I hope they come across as uplifting. And this scene still makes me smile by the end, even though Dodger is struggling with his acceptance of things. Thanks so much for stopping by today! 😀 ❤

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    • That’s what I think, too, as long as it’s not overdone. Hopefully, this one touched folks a bit and made them smile at the end. Glad you liked it, Harmony! And thanks so much for stopping by today! 🤗💖

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    • Thanks so much, Yvette. I’m glad you enjoyed this scene. Yeah, I figured I needed to lighten things up by the end of Dodger’s confession. He and Jake both fill a need for the other. Dodger’s real father was a hard-hearted, uncaring person, so Jake fills in for the dad he ran away from. And Jake considers Dodger the son he never had. I really enjoyed writing about their relationship with each other, as well as with Azrael the archangel who pulled them both right out of line at the Pearly Gates in order to become emissaries.

      I run #GuestDayTuesday every other week, so if I don’t get anyone signed up for May 3, I may be back with something else to share. Thanks for stopping by and letting me know you enjoyed this excerpt. 😀 ❤

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    • Thanks so much, Trish. I’m truly happy you enjoyed the scene I chose yesterday, and hopefully, the whole trilogy. I enjoyed writing it more than anything else I’ve ever written … possibly. 😉 It’s hard to love any characters (even Dodger, Jake, and Azrael) more than Rabbit. 😁

      And thanks for stopping by and taking a minute to say hello, too! 😀 ❤ (Believe it or not, I'm working on CC&D today. Some behind the scenes stuff, at least, but it's progress! Yay!) 😀

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    • Aw, thanks so much, Denise. I really enjoyed writing them. Dodger, Jake, and Azrael became very special to me by the time I wrapped up the trilogy, that’s for sure. Thanks so much for stopping by and letting me knoiw you enjoyed them, too. 😀 ❤


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