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WHEN LOVE WON’T DIE                                                                        -1

CHAPTER ONE

            Mel watched her from his camouflaged position, tucked in amongst the dense

patch of trees that lined the edge of her property.  Peering through the thick row of pines,

he leaned into the spiny branches and stiffened as a dead twig crackled in the silence.

His eyes widened as he watched her walk across the expansive deck toward the railing.

She grasped it with both hands and leaned forward as if to soak in the last few rays of the

late afternoon sun.

            Today, Mel had waited in this very spot for hours, not certain when she would

return.  His stomach gurgled, emitting a low growl, reminding him that he hadn’t eaten

anything, other than a day-old doughnut that he had found in the crumpled bag  on the

front seat of his car.  But his hunger for her was greater than the need to satisfy his empty

stomach.  He took the wrinkled and folded book jacket from his pocket and opened it up

until her picture was visible.  Mel didn’t like her hair that dark brown color.  He would

make her dye it back once they got home.  Still staring at the photo, Mel raised it toward

his face and gently touched his lips to hers. 

            The sunlight glistened as it bounced off the lens of her sunglasses, signaling

him to remember his purpose.  His heart pounded at the rush of being so close to his

love, yet so completely undetected.  He watched her