Confident thirty-year-old, Silvia Amichi thought her life was exactly where she wanted it to be: a booming business as a massage therapist; a house and belongings she earned with her own money; a great set of friends; and for fun a historical fencer on her off-time. Life though, usually comes at you from a different angle when you are where you think you want to be, or at least that was the case for Silvia. When two men enter two different aspects of her life: work and play she would have never guessed they were connected or that hey held the same secret.
Marie Penn has had a long interest in martial arts, especially bladed martial arts. She also enjoys writing fiction, and she’s combined these interests in her first published book, To Pet a Rose.
We stood on a grassy hill shaded by one of the large cottonwood trees in Mills Park. The cottonwood stubbornly held onto its leaves, despite the chill that mid-fall brings to northern Nevada. I’d picked a shaded area, as my light skin burns easily. Moreover, I wore my jacket, and my neck was covered by a gorget. My face was exposed, as my mid-length blonde hair was up in a high ponytail. As for my hands, they were in black leather gloves that went halfway up my forearm. I held onto my rapier in one hand, and with the other, I slid on my fencing mask.