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“I’m Paul Harold.”Īmp raised his hand to block the sun and squinted his eyes to get a better look at the modestly dressed man, who was wearing a pair of khakis and a plaid button-up with some black laced dress shoes. The man walked over to Amp with an extended hand. Since Amp was being released from jail to a halfway house, he had an idea of who this gentleman might be.Īmp looked him up and down, trying to read what type of cat he’d be dealing with. It was apparent he was waiting on someone, considering there were a million and one other places he could have been besides standing outside a prison facility with the sun baking his dark brown skin. Amp wondered who life had been the toughest for: the man or his beat-up looking car. Outside the prison gates, Amp spotted a black man, who appeared to be a few years older than him, leaning on an old white Ford. It was obvious that he had been through a lot in his life. There was a look of focus in his eyes, but if you looked closely, you would also see guilt, shame, and regret lurking there. It wasn’t something he tried to do, and that made him stand out even more. In his faded, state-issued blue jeans and matching jean jacket, Amp had a mean swagger about himself, a quiet confidence. He had caramel skin, big brown eyes, thick eyebrows, and the kind of eyelashes that piss women off. For the most part he had tried to keep a nice edge up, but he still wore his ever-present signature black skull cap. He had a visible and ungroomed beard, and it had nothing to do with the fad that seemed to be sweeping the NBA. Standing six feet three inches tall, weighing 205 pounds with a size 13 boot, he was definitely all man.Īmp was ruggedly handsome, even if a little rough around the edges. Aside from reading as a mental escape, Amp had spent his time lifting weights and playing ball, which resulted in him adding twenty pounds of pure, cut muscle. So, even though the time served had been rough on him mentally, it hadn’t taken a toll on his appearance. The last five years had been hell for the now twenty-nine-year-old felon, but black don’t crack. He’d made up his mind that whatever he had to do to stay on the straight and narrow, it was as good as done. Although almost every inmate who had ever been lucky enough to make it this far outside of those painted cement walls had probably vowed the same, Amp was determined to follow through. He wouldn’t look back-not at the prison, and damn sure not at that life. With the afternoon sun illuminating the sign that read CALIFORNIA STATE PENITENTIARY, Amp decided not to turn around. Without looking back, Amp announced with conviction, “No, you won’t.” He threw his worn out duffle bag over his shoulder and walked through the outer gate, pausing for a second to consider taking one last look at the prison that had been his home for the last four and a half years.

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Now, that same sound announced his return to the free world.Īs Amp walked past, the portly little corrections officer sneered at him. That sound had been a prelude to the harsh reality that he would no longer be a free man for quite some time. Years had passed since then, but he remembered it like it was just yesterday. The gate slammed loudly behind Amp Anthony, but he didn’t flinch, in spite of the fact that the sound took him back to the first time he’d heard it. You’re probably going to grade and make notes on this acknowledgments page, lol. You telling me to consider changing my curriculum to critical-writing really gave me confidence in my writing, because you were arguably the toughest S.O.B.

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The way you taught us how to research, outline, and build a research paper just clicked. Lastly, I want thank John Jablonski, the extremely strict critical-writing teacher I had in college. I know how much of a blessing it is to have a company believe in you and how hard it is to get a deal, let alone write the book, so thank you! I thank God for the blessing of having a book publishing deal. I want to thank the people who helped make this happen: Carl Weber, Joylynn M. It is because of your support that I am able to do what I do. I dedicate this book to the supporters and fans who have had my back for years. Michael Baisden’s Maintenance Man and Carl Weber’s “There hasn’t been a book this sexy with a purpose since Sexy ride, and I enjoyed every minute of it!” Ladies Night is a smart and sexy page-turner.” “If this story were any hotter, the book would catch fire. What People Are Saying About Ladies Night All copyrighted material within is Attributor Protected.

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