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Fair Share received a 2016 Reviewers Choice Award for Humor  and was  a 2016 IndieFab Book of the Year Award Finalist

"Hilarious scenes will have you laughing out loud."

--  Amazon Reviewer

Love this author.  Can't put it down.

--  Amazon Reviewer

WHAT DOES “FAIR” HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING?

Maybe Dan Downey is just asking for too much.  All he wants to do is to get out of Houston before Rey Sanchez hangs him up by the gonads from a telephone pole.  That and to find his father out in Oregon so he can ask forgiveness for causing his mother’s death.  The next thing Dan knows, he’s being hounded across the Rockies by a knucklehead named El Brujo, a neurotic drifter with revenge on his mind.  Of all people Dan could have picked for a traveling companion, it has to be Codwell Gutterman, a rich, handsome, ethically-challenged shyster from Boston.  Codwell is so focused on going to Oregon to claim his dream girl, Connie Flynn, that Dan falls in love with her, too, sight unseen.  A staggering number of things go wrong as the two ill-fated pilgrims bumble their way toward the West Coast.  Ultimately, Dan instigates an FBI raid that could be the crowning achievement of his life.  An even more startling event, however, subsequently offers Dan the chance to shed the ton of guilt he has carried around for the decade since his mother’s murder.  Dan’s story reveals the folly of paying installments on undeserved guilt.

EXCERPT

      Unforeseen calamity was the source of much of Dan’s anxiety.  On the rare occasions that he walked on Houston’s downtown sidewalks, he remained as close to buildings as possible for fear of glass falling from a high-rise tower.  He tried to calculate the speed of a panel of glass falling seventy-five stories.  He came up with thirty-two thousand miles an hour, but that seemed high.  Perhaps he had put a decimal in the wrong place.  He started to rework the calculation but then went on to something else for fear that the correct answer might turn out to be even more terrifying.

      Dan felt sorry for people walking near the curb.  They were just asking for it.  He used the Downtown Tunnel System when he could, although the prospect of being in a tunnel when an earthquake hit hardly comforted him.  The likelihood of an earthquake hitting Houston was calculated to be one-one-hundredth of one percent, but Dan had been skeptical of manipulated numbers ever since the Bernie Madoff scandal.