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FAREWELL TO FREEDOM Anita Waggoner “Farewell to Freedom” An Award Winning Novel SECOND EDITION “What Happens in Vegas Should Always Stay in Vegas” By Anita Waggoner 1 FAREWELL TO FREEDOM Anita Waggoner Copyright 2010 Please enjoy this 2nd Edition to Farewell to Freedom. Published by: Create Space All rights reserved – Anita Waggoner No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping, or by any information storage retrieval system, without the permission in writing by the author. Anita Waggoner [email protected] http://www.farewelltofreedom.com ISBN-13: 978-1482304336 ISBN-10: 1482304333 Farewell to Freedom is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents, either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to an actual person (living or dead), events or locales is entirely coincidental. Also enjoy: Charleston Cheat and The Ranch at Coyote Springs. Available on Amazon.com and at http://www.farewelltofreedom.net 2 FAREWELL TO FREEDOM Anita Waggoner SVORPS, (Washington) Ms. Waggoner does a great job in keeping the reader’s interest. BOOK LORD, (Sarasota, FL) The author weaves in some personal experience; this real-life element helps anchor her stories in reality. EMMA JONES, ( USA) A lot of people can relate in some way to Anita Waggoner’s writing. TEXAS BOOK REVIEWS, (Texas, USA) For anyone who likes books on rising above the troubles that life throws at you, Anita Waggoner, is the author to read. Her main character's life is full of those challenges. ENCINO BOOK MAN, (Los Angeles, CA) If you're looking to get something a little out of the norm and go with an award winning author, here's one for you. B. SILVA, (Camano Island, WA) Anita Waggoner keeps you wanting more. You can't help but admire her determination. I find it difficult to put her books down. Let's hope Anita Waggoner will continue to entertain us with more books! I bought 2 copies of Farewell to Freedom. One to share and one for myself!! WANDA IRISH, (Idaho) I enjoyed Anita Waggoner’s first novel, Farewell to Freedom. I would recommend her books to my friends. I would buy another book by the same author. J. BOLDON, (Salt Lake City, Utah) I’m totally impressed with your writing talents. I thoroughly enjoyed “Farewell to Freedom,” and now I have had a chance to read the first chapter of “Charleston Cheat”. Wow, you continue to amaze me. Are all/most of the stories based on your personal experience? Not only are they gripping and intriguing, but they are so well written that I get caught up in the emotions and circumstances involved. Read other five star reviews at: http://www. http://www.amazon.com/Farewell-Freedom 3 FAREWELL TO FREEDOM Anita Waggoner 4 FAREWELL TO FREEDOM Anita Waggoner CHAPTER ONE Staring out the expansive garden window, Cheyenne Stevens pushed a wild tangle of flame-red hair away from her face. Standing motionless, she took in the scenery as though it were just another normal day. She saw Mount Baker covered with snow. Watching the pristine white caps roll toward the shore over the blue waters of Bellingham Bay, she wiped at the tears rolling down her face. The beauty of Samish Island normally provided solace and peace of mind, but today was different. The reflection of the bedraggled vision she caught a glimpse of in the window frightened her. Who was it staring back at her? Cheyenne didn’t recognize the tear stained face, uncombed hair, or the man’s robe, the image wore. Rubbing her eyes, she suddenly jumped back in terror realizing it was her own reflection! She’d never looked so bad. Abruptly turning away, from the window; memories of the unbelievable events of the day before again inundated her mind. After he’d driven away, she’d wrapped herself in the old robe he’d left 5 FAREWELL TO FREEDOM Anita Waggoner behind. Crawling into bed sad and alone, she’d buried her face in his pillow, getting some comfort in the familiar aroma he’d left behind. Recalling the look on his face when he’d confessed there was someone else, she cried out loud, “How can you say it’s over? We had the perfect marriage. Why walk away after twenty years? Come back Ryan, we’ll get through this!” Cheyenne had no idea their marriage was in trouble. Although she didn’t understand the recent changes she’d seen in her husband. Ryan seemed distant and constantly on edge. Their once active sex life had become rather monotonous. She’d chalked it up to them being a little older, and more settled. When she questioned him about his behavior, he blamed everything on work. Their automobile dealership business had exploded. After buying their fifth store, Ryan was one of the most successful car dealers in the State of Washington. Cheyenne sensed something evil about Tanya when Ryan introduced them at the summer employee party. She asked afterwards why he’d given the mousey looking blonde so much attention. He lied, angrily denying anything was going on between them. Precipitously taking the news of the affair like a dagger to the heart, Cheyenne was in shock. There was no comparison between her and the home-wrecking tramp. How could Ryan be so blind? Cheyenne was a beautiful, sophisticated woman. She had devoted 6 FAREWELL TO FREEDOM Anita Waggoner her life to making Ryan a success. What was wrong with this picture? Was it only yesterday he’d gone? It seemed like an eternity. The annual company Christmas party was a huge success. They were the perfect hosts. The evening was filled with fun and laughter. Together they had warmly greeted each employee with a handshake and a bonus check. Cheyenne was proud when her good looking husband gave his annual appreciation speech. The party ended on a happy note, around midnight. The valet was waiting with their Mercedes when they walked outside. Cheyenne worried Ryan may be drunk when she saw him drop the car keys. When she asked if he wanted her to drive, he said he was fine. When they pulled away she saw Tanya standing on the curb waving good-bye. When Ryan waved back, Cheyenne sensed trouble. Putting on a happy face, she said, “What a lovely party. Did you have a good time?” Cheyenne buckled her seat belt. Glancing his way, she anxiously waited for an answer. “Do you want the truth? Actually, I had a miserable time. You spent way too much on the party, as usual. That was bull shit, Cheyenne. When are you going to stop spending money?” Ryan slurred as he sped away. Tires squealing, he drove away like an out of control maniac. When she asked him to slow down, he screamed, “You bitch, get out. You can walk home! I’m sick of you always telling me what to do!” 7 FAREWELL TO FREEDOM Anita Waggoner “Pull the car over Ryan. You’re drunk. Let me drive.” She yelled, feeling angry and frustrated. “Not in this life time. You’re not driving me anywhere! Shut your damned mouth and get out of my face!” He slammed on the brakes. Lurching forward, Cheyenne grabbed the dash to avoid hitting her head on the windshield. “Stop it Ryan. You’re going to kill us. Let me drive! You’re acting like a mad man!” she yelled. Laughing like he’d lost his mind, Ryan stepped on the gas again. Glancing at the speedometer, Cheyenne saw he was going ninety miles an hour. Taking off a shoe she hit him on the head with the spiked heel. Ryan screamed in pain. Stomping on the brakes again he brought the Mercedes to an abrupt stop in the middle of the dark road. “Get out of the car!” He was enraged. Thankful they were just minutes from home, she said, “Forget it Ryan. I’m not going anywhere. You get out! Let me drive!” Ryan suddenly opened the car door and jumped out. She saw him run through the woods toward the house. Cheyenne didn’t try to stop him. Moving into the driver’s seat, she drove away. She couldn't remember them ever having such a fight. When she drove the Mercedes through the iron 8 FAREWELL TO FREEDOM Anita Waggoner gates she was emotionally drained. Walking toward the house she saw Ryan stagger out of the woods and make a dash toward the front door. She followed close behind. Once inside Ryan stomped off toward the guest room. She thought. Who cares! You’ve been sleeping there lately more often than not anyway. Sleep it off; you’ll get over it in the morning. Climbing the long stairway to the master bedroom, she felt frightened and alone. Entering the bedroom, intuition told her to lock the door behind her. Within minutes, screaming like a mad man, Ryan beat on the locked door with closed fists. “You bitch. I’m sick of you. How dare you! My head is pounding. Open the door you bitch!” he threatened. Appalled at the vile language, she was convinced her usual loving husband had gone completely mad. Escaping what she assumed may be a violent physical attack, Cheyenne fled through the French doors outside to the balcony. Running down the stairs onto the beach, she walked barefoot on the sand for an hour, hoping he’d give up and pass out. Shivering and distraught, she didn’t return to the house until long after she saw the lights go out.