Michael Condon

Maker's Code Michael Condon

Publisher Marketing: In the comfort of a warm shower, Sarah grabbed a bottle of body wash, slid some of the gel on a wash cloth and finished scrubbing. She turned the shower off, threw a towel around her body and stepped out on the tiles to dry. She put on a silk gown and walked to the next room. She sat down on a chair next to the phone and dialed a few numbers. "Yellow!" "Hello Matt. It's me, Sarah." "Hello darling, how are things down there? I was just about to call you. There's never news from a little town in Kentucky, much less the entire United States over here. Is everything okay," Matt Quinn asked. "No Matt. Things are not good here. But I will be okay. I just," she hesitated, "I just wanted to say I love you." "I love you too dear, and I just got out of the meeting with the oil minister. I booked a flight back but what's the problem dear? "It's just dear," she hesitated and said, "It's nothing dear, I'm fine." "I'll be home by tonight and you can tell me then. I have a few packing to do, before catching the flight out." She held back tears and composed herself. "Alright Matt," she said. "I got to run dear. I'll tell you all about it when I get home. I got to pack now dear. See you soon," Matt Quinn said. "Bye dear," she said. She put the phone down and sat thinking for a moment. And now it comes down to this after all these years. She picked up the silver shiny cold thing that was lying on the desk, bringing it to her temple and pulled the trigger. Contributor Bio:  Condon, Michael Michael was born in Cincinnati Ohio in 1954. He attended Catholic schools and lived in a nice middle class home in the suburb of Cincinnati. He was a circus roustabout, a factory worker, a truck driver, and a laborer until he attended school at Edgecliff College which became Xavier University. He attended school there from 1976 to 1977 where he studied English courses, Theatre Arts and Creative Writing. . He attended the USAF in 1978 through 1985. When he was removed from the Air Force he came to settle in Tampa Florida where he had the time to be creative again on paper. A friend gave him an Olivetti typewriter, the old kind with ribbon and high keys, and he started writing short short stories. Years later he rewrote those stories. The same friend, who gave him the typewriter, later gave him a computer and was able to acquire a printer and continued writing. Those stories are now published in "A Collection of Short Stories" by Create Space. In the span of years since he started writing he also published a short Novella called "Pipelines in the Sand" 2008 also published by Create Space and "Judgement Day" a novella. "Eyes of Incarnation" is his second novel.