Book Excerpt of Nowhere,
Arizona
Sponsored by Virtual Author Book Tours
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share this book with you. Thank you for
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Mindy,
Thank you for letting me post a short excerpt
from my novel Nowhere, AZ on your
site on January 29th. The following is a
chapter from the middle of the book, which gives away a little regarding the
psyche of the character without really giving any of the details of the story
away.
Chris Nunley
All material is Copyrighted © 2009 by Chris
Nunley
Excerpt:
I drove all day and all
night and ended up in Cheyenne, Wyoming.
I was lucky I didn’t get stopped by any cops because the radio kept
announcing my name and what kind of car I had stolen.
I stayed under the
radar and didn’t exceed the speed limit.
The radio kept
repeating what had happened in the courtroom.
News at eleven.
I had been deemed a
mass murderer who’d somehow gotten away with it.
The radio kept saying
that eight people died as I escaped.
The radio kept saying
that I’d killed them all.
That I was some kind of
monster.
I couldn’t believe I
had made it as far as I had on that tank of gas. It’s a good thing I stole an economical car.
I found a small patch
of trees just off the highway and parked behind them. I popped the trunk with the little lever by
the seat, climbed out and walked to the back of the car.
I was surprised to see
a small canister of gasoline strapped to the side with a bungee cord. I riffled around a little longer until I
found a flare.
I got back into the car
and drove to a small clearing.
Making sure there were
no trees nearby as not to start a giant fire, I dumped the gasoline all over
the interior of the car and lit the flare.
I killed the car.
I walked back to the
highway and followed the sign that read: GAS STATION 2 MILES.
I’m pretty sure I
looked a little out of place in my piss-stained three-piece suit, but I didn’t
see any cars during my walk.
The sun started to rise
behind my back when I got to the gas station, so I knew I was heading
west. The convenience store was closed,
but that didn’t deter me. I lifted my
foot and kicked in one of the windows.
Once I got inside, I
grabbed some junk food and scarfed it down.
It had been a long time
since I’d had any junk food.
After my snack, I
looked around and saw a rack of shirts and some jeans folded on a nearby
shelf. I shed myself of the suit and
changed into local clothes.
On a hat rack, I saw my
hat. It fit well.
Next to the hat rack, I
saw my bag. I stuffed my suit into it
and slung it over my shoulder.
I looked in the mirror
and decided I looked okay to walk into town.
I busted open the register,
but it had been cleared out for the night and I had no idea how to break into a
safe, so I was penniless.
I stole some beef
jerky, some sodas and water, and some more junk food. I stuffed it all into the bag, then walked out
into the morning light.
I could see no
town. I could see no city.
I decided to keep
walking until I found my first nowhere.
That was twelve years
ago.
I’ve been heading west
ever since.
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