Escape from Bondage (6 page)

She managed to pull the window down
mostly closed and took a deep breath to calm herself.

People said not to look down, but it
wasn’t so bad and she had to know where she was going.

What nerve she must
have…hah!

Heather was a free woman, and she was
also someone clinging to a fire escape thirty feet off the tarmac
below. Her thoughts focused. She began her descent into the unknown
as her heart lifted and her spirits soared.

It felt like the right thing to do,
this. This was it. They had found each other, a miracle if there
ever was one.

They had the rest of their lives to
figure out what it all meant.

End

About the Author

Constance ‘Dusty’ Miller has written
fiction, and non-fiction for newspapers and magazines, including a
brief stint as sports editor of a small-town weekly. She likes to
make people laugh as well as think. Her erotica has strong
qualities of romance. Out of work and recovering from a
life-threatening illness, someone suggested writing erotica. Love
makes the world go around, and Dusty can no longer deny its pull.
Dusty squeezes a little writing in between raising a daughter and
building up her business.