Chapter 1
I sat in the corner of the Grand Ballroom at the Continental hotel watching my younger sister Marie dance with her new husband, George. Her dress a vision of white elegance. She seemed really happy, with a beaming smile.
George had, once upon a time been my friend, but we grew apart after high school. He'd never been a bad guy, so I was pretty sure he'd treat her right. He was having fun twirling her about.
I had already given him the obligatory Older Brother talk. I know Dad had given his version of the talk days ago. We had all laughed about it over beers and pool last night.
Everything went great with the ceremony and the reception so far.
I had even brushed off my old Waltz skills to dance with Marie and Mom. Good times.
I couldn't help but feel that something was wrong.
Maybe, it was because for the first time in ages we were all getting along.
Dad was still pissed 12 years later, that I never went to college. He saw it as a waste in potential. I saw College as a waste of money and went to trade school, picked up Plumbing, HVAC, Auto Mechanics and finally settled on Electrician. I liked working with my hands and that let me turn it into a career.
I had made good money the five years I was an Electricians apprentice and joined the Union.
These last three years I had been great money. The hours weren't even all that bad. Recently, I had started my own business, due to a boom in demand.
Best of all I was now Debt free, just finished paying off the last of the loans on my car and home.
30 years old, owned my car, my own house, and my own business.
No girlfriend, no wife, no kids.
Which was why my Mom was miffed with me. She wanted Grandbabies to spoil so bad. But I'd never had much success with the ladies. I didn't know what it was.
Sure, I was average looking, with sandy blonde hair and hazel eyes, and only 6' but I was in good shape.
Hell, I'd even tried speed dating. What a flop.
Oh well.
Marie and George were already trying for their first child, so hopefully she'd get off my case about it.
I was sipping another beer, while watching Sis and George walk to their limo. I was there to open the door for them.
I heard the squeal of tires breaking free from the brakes.
I saw the sedan speeding towards them after jumping the curb.
I had just barely managed to push them out of the way, when something strange happened.
I was somewhere else.