Maverick Touch: The Cat



  Maverick Touch: The Cat

  Ashley Nemer

  Edited by Katia Vodin

  Cover and Book Design by Ashley Nemer

  Copyright © 2013 Ashley Nemer

  All rights reserved.

  A product of the

  Art of Safkhet

  Published March 2013

  Other Published works

  Blood Series

  Blood Purple – Book One September 2012

  Blood Yellow – Book Two July 2013

  Holiday Short Story Series

  Bud’s Christmas Wish November 2012

  Poetry

  Whispers of the Heart – found inside of

  Whispers in the Dark Spring 2013

  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty One

  DEDICATION

  There are people in life that you just cannot live without. People who have touched you throughout and have given you memories that make you laugh, cry, smile and warm with just a simple thought. That’s my brother. So this is to my brother Ryan and his future wife, may your lives be full of mystery and adventure with more love and happiness than you could possibly imagine.

  Thank you to Carole, Lori, Mez and Kate for being the first fans to read my words and still over three years later enjoy and support my writings. I’d also like to my entire group of Beta readers for always being there to give me honest feedback and ensuring my work is of the best quality. You ladies are the backbone of my success.

  “I am what you designed me to be. I am your blade. You cannot now complain if you also feel the hurt” ― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

  CHAPTER ONE

  Sunday October 28, 2012

  Nadia heard the sound of her cell phone alarm go off at the same time every morning, five forty-five a.m., and today was no different. She always felt a little obsessive compulsive that she had to do the same thing every morning, she never knew why, it was just something goofy about her. It was Sunday, and even her neurotic tendencies needed a rest. Maybe she should write herself a memo and inform her psyche there was a new sheriff in town, because too much more of this, and Nadia was going to need serious help.

  Her hand reached out towards the cell phone, slapping off the alarm. She did what she did every morning and turned on the light and pulled out her Kindle. Her daily paper would be loaded and ready for her to read over coffee. She loved this device, everything she could ever want to read right there at her fingertips. She flipped through the articles and read while she got out of bed and meandered her way to the kitchen, where she opened the refrigerator, pulled out a Dr. Pepper, and grabbed a banana.

  Her sister has been harping at her for years to start eating right, but at some point, Anabella was going to have to come to the terms with the fact that, the more she pestered, the further the priority went down on her list. As she peeled back the outer layers of the banana and started to eat, she read about a sale going on at the new pet store, Paws Pals, that had opened up around the corner this past year. She had wanted a cat for a while but had been hesitant. Cats were a commitment, and she wasn’t keen on commitments.

  Finishing the banana and Dr. Pepper, she tossed them into the trash and took her Kindle back to bed. Just because she had to be awake, didn’t mean she had to be productive. She pulled the covers up around her stomach and turned her television set on to the History Channel. They were supposed to run a special series today all about World War II and the ins and outs of that era. Nadia was a history buff; she loved learning about the different times in the world and which people ended up in charge.

  A few hours passed, and after watching non-stop Hitler doctrinarian, she turned the television off and started to get ready for her day. October and November in Cedar Rapids were cold. She had read this morning they were predicting snow later today, which meant she needed to get the snow salt ready and make sure her plants were covered along with her pipes. It seemed her easy breezy Sunday just got busy.

  She pulled on her jeans and sweater and looked around for her other tennis shoe. She had a constant feeling that a ghost was misplacing her items just to toy with her. After searching her closet for a solid five minutes, she found it behind the suitcase. Now why would she have put it there?

  Nadia walked back into her bedroom, grabbed the Kindle from the nightstand, and opened the application section on it to Facebook. She scrolled through her feed till she saw what she needed. The local bookstore was having a signing today, and she wanted to go scope the place out. Maybe it would be a good story for her entertainment column. She tucked her Kindle and wallet into her purse, pulled on her leather jacket, and opened the front door. The brisk, cold air made her body feel freezing as she walked out to face the world.

  “Come on, Lucky Leo, start up,” Nadia said to her car as she kept turning the key, trying to get the engine to turn over. “You can do it boy. Come on, work for Momma.” After a few minutes of coaxing, she was finally able to start the Toyota Corolla. She always wanted to name a car, so when she purchased this bad boy with her first lottery check two years ago, she decided to name him Lucky Leo.

  She backed out of her driveway and headed for town. Groceries, bookstore and hardware store all needed to be tackled. She turned onto 1st Avenue and drove into the Home Depot. She was glad that they opened at seven a.m. on Sundays and not later like some of the other stores. That way she could get this taken care of first. She parked the car and opened the door. Again the cold air nipped at her skin. She was a native of Iowa, and because of that, she figured she should be used to this cold weather, but every time it hit her, it made her want to run for the south.

  “Can I help you find something, ma’am?” a young boy around the age of eighteen asked as he looked at her from around the stacks of STIHL chain saw boxes he had been organizing.

  “Just looking for some snow salt. Can you point me in the right direction?”

  “Aisle six. If you need help carrying it, ma’am, let me know.” He gave her a smile and watched her make her way to aisle six.

  Nadia looked over the selection and decided she really needed to bring her brother with her on these adventures. Kain always knew what the best brands were to get and how to apply them properly. As she read over the different brands she became resolved to figure this one out on her own.

  “You know any of those will work fine, right?” A man said from behind her. Startled, Nadia jumped at this and turned to look at him.

  “I was just thinking that. I mean they all look the same, right?” She gave a nervous laugh and started to twirl her hair.

  “Preparing for the storm tonight?”

  “I heard it’s going to be bad, wanted to make sure I was stocked up.”

  “Very smart, can I carry it for you?”

  “No, thank you, it’s only a ten pound bag, I’m fine. Have a good day.” She smiled at the man and began to walk towards the register with the bag in her arms. She happily paid for it and made her way back to the car. One task done, two more to go.

  “Alright Lucky Leo let’s go.” She cranked the ignition a few times before it turned over; she needed to get Kain
to check on that too. It was never ending, the constant tasks that needed to be seen to. She headed out of the parking lot on her way to Wal-Mart. It wasn’t her favorite place to shop, but they had everything in one convenient spot.

  Inside the store Nadia roamed through the aisles, taking her time and evaluating the products. One thing about shopping that she always enjoyed was trying something new each week. Maybe it was a new dish, a new spice, or simply a new brand, but she made a point to pick up one new item every time. Walking down the candy aisle, she stopped at the Halloween products. She picked up two different candy packs for her nephews and tossed them into the cart. She started to feel her pocket vibrating and pulled out her phone; Kain.

  “Hey Kain, how’s it going?” She supported the phone between her shoulder and head as she kept walking down the aisle.

  “Hi Nadia, you ready for the snow storm tonight?”

  “I picked up some salt, and I’m at the store now. I’ll be fine. Hey, when you get a chance, can you come look at Lucky Leo? He’s having trouble turning over.”

  “Yeah, but I think you need to take it in. You know they have mechanics for that.”

  “But then what would I use you for?” They both laughed at her comment, because they knew he loved being needed.

  “I was wondering if I could get a favor from my favorite sister.”

  “Oh man, that means Ana said no, didn’t she…Is it bad?”

  “Well, I haven’t asked her yet. She’s my next call if you say no. I needed to head out of town for the afternoon and evening and was wondering if you would take the boys today and drop them off at school tomorrow?”

  “Sure, they can help me salt the sidewalk. Want me to pick them up on my way home from the store?”

  “Yeah that’d be great. Thanks Nadia. Leon is good with salting the sidewalks. I’ll tell him to do that for you.”

  “Even better. Alright, see you soon, and I’ll make sure to pick up the fixings for s’mores. I know how Daman loves those.”

  “Thanks, I owe you one. See ya.”

  She put her phone back in her pocket and went to finish her shopping. The boys coming to visit tonight were going to keep her busy; they were great kids but always a handful. She didn’t know how her brother managed being a single dad. It’s probably why Kain loved living so close to family, two sisters and grandparents to help out babysitting all the time.

  Leaving Wal-Mart and heading toward Kain’s house, she thought she was forgetting something but put the thought to the back of her mind, knowing if it was important she would remember later. That’s what their mother always told them, if you forgot what it was, it must not have been important. She pulled into her brother’s drive and saw Leon come running up to her car from the front yard. He pulled open her front door, giving her a huge smile.

  “Aunt Nadia!” Leon said, wrapping his arms around her waist as she stood up out of the car, laughing.

  “Hey there short stuff. How’s it going?”

  “I’m not short Aunt Nadia. I’m tallest in my class.”

  “Yeah, but you’re still shorter than me.”

  “That’s because you’re an adult, and I’m not. But just you wait, I’ll be taller yet!”

  “I know you will. Where’s Daman?”

  “He’s inside with Dad. They’re packing up a bag. He has a new magic trick to show you.” Leon laughed as he spoke about his brother; he got a kick out of Daman trying to be a magician.

  “Now stop that. You don’t know that he’s not going to be world famous one day. Then you’ll be sorry.”

  Leon pulled on her hand, and they headed off towards the house. “Yeah, Aunt Nadia, that’s it, Daman Maverick, the great magician.”

  Nadia always loved visiting Kain’s home; he kept it warm and loving. Both of the boys were happy kids, and he always had snacks laid out around the place for easy pickings.

  “Aunt Dia!” Daman yelled as he came running down the stairs. “Aunt Dia!” He tackled her leg and squeezed tight. “We’re leaving now, right?”

  She tussled his hair and smiled up at Kain. “Yeah lil’ man, come on, let’s get rolling.”

  “Yay…” Daman ran off screaming out of the house towards the car. Kain handed Leon both of their bags. “Go put these in your aunt’s car.”

  “Yes sir, Dad.” They watched Leon head towards the car and toss the bags in the back seat.

  “I’m going to go visit their mom. I haven’t told them, but I wanted to check on her. She’s seemed out of it the last few talks we have had. I’ll be back late tonight.”

  “Be careful. I know how you get to feeling sorry for her.”

  “I know, sis, I know. But like I said, it’s just a checkup. Alright?”

  “Yeah, gotcha. Let me know if I need to pick them up from school tomorrow afternoon.”

  “Will do, love ya.” Kain grabbed her in a bear hug and held onto her tight.

  She started slapping at him playfully. “Yeah well, keep this up and there won’t be anything left for you to love,” she teased jokingly.

  “Nah, you’re a tough broad; Dad and I taught you well.” He smiled and knelt down as his boys came running to say goodbye to him. Nadia walked towards the car and waited for her nephews to pile in.

  “Shotgun!” Leon yelled.

  “Hey, not fair! You sat in front last time.”

  “You snooze you lose, sucka.”

  Nadia ignored the two boys’ teasing as they all buckled up, and she drove them back to her place. She loved having them with her, but every trip was always some sort of adventure.