Abbye learned to speak Croatian at a young age with her step-grandfather who took a boat across the sea to come to the United States when he was fourteen years old. Her sense of family and missing the old times with her grandfather prompted her to write her first book about a Croatian motorcycle club in the US.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Abbye Kovacevic's #SundaySnips *2*

This is week two for me in Sunday Snips. This is also an unedited part of Demolition Mafia (which may end up being the series name and book 1 may take on a different title within the series).

*contains profanity*


"Jarvick, are you serious right now?" My arms were crossed over my chest as I paced back and forth in my small law office. It wasn't huge and the window view sucked. But I was only an intern, so I was grateful to even have one at all. "How does this make me look? How do I explain this? How will I ever be credible as a lawyer?" I was almost screeching by this point and my brother was not enjoying it. I was relived he had remembered to close the door when he came in. "You and Daddy have turned my entire life, my entire education, all my hard work - into a fucking joke."

My brother remained silent as I bitched and bitched at him. Still, I wanted to punch him right in the jaw. "Do you really have nothing to say? Not even a hey, Gracie, fuck you. It was easy to ruin your life? Well, at least you were right. I see it now. I didn't know everything you two did. I also completely understand why the two of you forced me into college. But couldn't someone have convinced me not to pursue law?" I let a horrible sounding laugh escape. It was ironic. "How will I explain to future employers why I have this pricey Harvard degree and don't - wait - can't use it?" By this time I was so angry, I kicked the side of my desk.

"Gracie, we didn't want to tell you. It's why I told you to go away. To forget this life. To get a better one. To leave us all behind and never look back. I wanted better for you." Jarvick, for a rare moment, showed a streak of emotion on his face. Sadness? Hurt? "Trying to push you from becoming a lawyer would have taken too much explaining. It would have involved you too far in what we really do. You'd have wanted to know why and only the full truth could have explained it." He moved over to stand against the window sill with both hands in his pockets as he spoke.

"So this is better?" I was almost screaming. "Am I not involved now? Did you think my being a lawyer would never put me in a position such as this? But now, I still don't know the full story, and it's cost me years of my life in education and it's going to cost me my internship - which I'm almost done with - and my future career."

"You didn't know what we were doing. You still don't. There's been no full disclosure, Gracie. You should be safe. It's on us." Jarvick shook his head. "If you'd have just stayed somewhere else. Why did you have to come home?"

"I missed my family. I wanted Daddy to be proud of me. In any case, no full disclosure likely isn't going to matter. I can't prove I don't know."

12 comments:

  1. Oh my gosh. Brilliant six paragraphs. I really want to know what happened before this and what's going to happen.

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    1. Thanks Kaet. I'm hoping to have it out somewhere by the end of the year. Maybe a Christmas present for myself.

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  2. Great share. I hope you'll let us in on more of the story because you've hooked me. Thanks for being part of Sunday Snippets. I think I have it figured out now. :)

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  3. Wow. There better be more. This sounds great.

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    1. Thanks Kahleena, I may self publish because I'm not sure anyone will be brave enough to take this book on.

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  4. Wow... I'm intrigued as well. Great six! Can't wait to read more.

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  5. Oh! Tell me more! I love the raw emotion. You can really feel her anger.

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  6. Abbye, Raw emotion is what life, and characterization, is all about!

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