What a weird
weather week. Of course, it's March in Ohio so not exactly uncommon. We had
beautiful spring-like temperatures at the beginning of the week and by Thursday
it got chilly again. A little bit of snowy flakes and brrr! degrees outside.
Finished up a big
project and another one on the smaller side and also started a new one.
Needless to say, I didn't get a lot of television in this week.
I watched the last Midsomer Murders that's currently
available. I rather hope they do another season. I love this show.
I also caught
another series one episode of Peak
Practice. I'm enjoying this series quite a lot.
I started the eleventh
series of Classic Who and loved the introduction
of Sarah Jane. I'm so sad Elisabeth isn't with us anymore. She made Sarah Jane
such a great character.
I've watched about
eight more episodes of Danger Man.
John Drake is definitely a pre-Bond character study. The first season is a lot
of fun so far.
Caught two more
episodes of Gargoyles. The second
season is quite a mish-mash. Not to say it's not good but a lot is going on.
Started the second
episode of Strike Back's final
season. This show. I'm going to miss it when it's gone.
Hmm. Maybe I
watched more television than I thought. But that's it for this week. Tonight's
post is from Day in the Life, a
companion read to Furlough 99's Finding Home told from the droid's point of
view.
Here's the mini-blurb:
Alphie is a kick ass
droid who assists Inspector Shyler Lumen. He's also not afraid to offer
unwarranted advice.
And a sneaky peek…
Alphie made himself
as unobtrusive as possible, but listened in with a keen ear.
"Do you have
rooms reserved?"
Marshton Gray certainly
cut to the chase. And he'd caught their inspector off guard.
"Wasn't sure
what I'd run into once I got here." Shyler took a long swallow of her
CaffCola. "I was assured a single room wouldn't be an issue." Her
eyes narrowed in thought. "I didn't expect to get tangled up with you, but
I doubt it'll be a problem."
She couldn't be more
wrong. Marshton could and would be a problem for Alphie's prickly inspector.
The galactic mogul
didn't understand either. "What won't?"
Shyler crumpled up
the crisp tray. "You staying with me in a single unit." Her eyes
scanned the area until they landed on the trash bin. "I'll go find a porter
and book it now." Hopping up, she tossed the refuse then turned and waited
for him.
Alphie readied
himself to be of assistance. Shyler got as far as swiping her card before Gray
intervened with an alternative suggestion. Apparently a single occupancy unit
wouldn't work for him.
And why should it.
The man had an entire suite in the luxe quadrant. Alphie wondered if he'd
actually convince Inspector Sweetie to share the space with him.
"May I offer a
suggestion? An alternative choice?"
Shyler frowned.
"To what?"
Alphie had to applaud
Marsh's brutal honesty. "Extremely cramped and uncomfortable
accommodations."
Shyler raised her
eyebrows. "What's wrong? Can't deal?"
Oh ho. Inspector
Sweetie scored a point for that one. Gray needed a moment before he could
speak.
He blew out a calming
breath. "Why should I have to? I've got a suite of rooms in the luxe
quadrant." She opened her mouth to blast him but he forestalled her.
"I said rooms. You can have your
own and not even have to see me." He added on for good measure. "Or
hear me for that matter."
Shyler shot back.
"Do you snore or something?"
The corners of his
mouth turned up. "Not that I've been told."
An odd light crept
into her eyes and Marsh gave her a considering look. Alphie decided Miss
Sweetie might not be as immune to Mr. Galactic Mogul as she claimed.
Interesting.
Honestly? Writing
the story of Shyler and Marsh from Alphie's perspective is so much fun. This
one will eventually be a free read once I get the final touches added.
That's it for this
week. Catch everyone on the flipside.
ML Skye
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