The Awakening of Russell Henderson

Every Sunday, I try to post an excerpt from my novel, The Awakening of Russell Henderson. Here’s another. The book is available at

Monday I awoke stiff and sore and stumbled out and walked around for a little while to loosen up. Yeah, Mike did mention stretching. I meditated. I packed up my camp and went into town. I got a needed a haircut and shave. Then, still too early to check into the campground, I went into a coffee shop. It was slow and I struck up a conversation with the barista, a twenty something woman. 

“So, passing through or a local?”

“Sort of passing through, but here for a while, maybe a month or so.”

And then where are you from, what do you do, kind of small talk. I found out she was a teacher and was working at the coffee shop for the summer. Her name was Abby Preston. She had moved from Wisconsin three years ago. Customers came in and she got busy. I finished my coffee and was leaving when she called to me, “Hey Russ, I’m off at noon. I’ll buy lunch.”

She was an attractive and seemed nice, easy to talk to, so I said, “How can I refuse a free lunch. Where?”

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