For the Love of Snarla Jane

By Jason A. Adams

Snarla Jane steals hearts.

IT night owl Bill Jackson needs sleep.

Trisha Macintyre needs a friend.

She finds that friend in her new neighbor Bill.

Maybe more, once Snarla Jane wags her way into Bill's heart.

Will the love of Snarla Jane bring two lonely humans together?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Spiral Publishing, Ltd.
• Release date: Apr 14, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393966760

Jason A. Adams

Jason A. Adams grew up in various Air Force towns, but Southwest Virginia has always been his homeplace. His military brat childhood exposed him to exotic locales, fascinating people from around the world, and a lifetime curiosity that informs his fiction.Jason is the author of many short stories based in and around the Virginia coalfields he lives in and loves. He currently lives on a forest mountain with assorted beasties, and his beautiful and talented wife, Kari Kilgore, also a writer of many wonderful stories.Find out more at www.jasonadams.info, where you can sign up for information on upcoming releases, and the occasional update from The Brain Squirrels.For all works released by Spiral Publishing, including Kari's many fantastic stories and non-fiction by Frank Kilgore, check out www.spiralpublishing.net.

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For the Love of Snarla Jane

For Bella, our own Snarla Jane.

For the Love of Snarla Jane

Jason A. Adams

Spiral Publishing, Ltd.

Chapter 1

Bill Jackson woke to the lovely sounds of thumps, grunts, and swearing from next door.

Great. The new neighbor must be moving in.

Groaning, he pulled a down pillow over his head and tried to go back to sleep. Nothing doing. If anything, the elephants over in #3 just stepped up the pace.

He could sleep through the thunder of fighter jets from the base across the road, and the constant traffic on Nellis Boulevard had become nothing more than white noise since he’d moved in a year ago.

But people? People woke him up every time.

He cracked his lids, checked the clock. 5:38 pm. Probably still eighty outside. The October sun would be going down soon, but he still had two hours of sleep coming, dammit!

But, normal people and the normal hours they kept often dragged him from the blissful land of Tempurpedia. Bill sighed, rubbed his eyes, and flipped on the bedside lamp.

He swung his