Applejack Shots & Beer part 4: Absinthe of Malice by Rhys Ford

absinthe_bannerThank you all for following the Absinthe of Malice blog tour! This is the fifth novel in the series and well, is a different kind of book. This is a beginning of sorts, a resurrection for most of the band members and the first step in a journey they will take together. Miki, Damie, Forest and Rafe in a van. Together. Cross-country and playing their hearts and souls out.
With a bit of trouble and love along the way.
I hope you enjoy it and like Applejack Shots and Beer, the story I’ll be telling across the blog tour.
Rhys_Ford_GiveawayOH! And the giveaway! Because we always need a giveaway. And there will be ONE winner for EVERY blog tour stop!
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(which you can use on any audiobook or save for Tristan’s voicing of Absinthe)
See you on the Other Side.

Applejack Shots and Beer Part 4
The road holds no life
Nothing to keep me warm
Hotel rooms bleached and fallow
Strings leaving my tips all torn
Just one more day without you
Another day gone in time
I’m another step away from you, baby
Please don’t forget that you’re mine
— Love Letter to the Lost

The world’s troubles were back in his son’s clear, blue eyes, raising a storm up in their depths. Of all his sons, Kane was the one who carried everything on his shoulders. He’d always been a serious boy, solemn-faced and somber with a rolling, husky laugh, determined to follow in his older brother’s footsteps and pick up after Con’s excitement -fueled charges into trouble.
Slow to anger but quick to smile, Kane’d been a rock for the family to lean on since before the twins were born and Donal often reminded his wife their second hid his hurts behind a stoic wall, bricking up his emotions until he was ready to share them.
Miki brought out the passions in Kane, tearing his son open for the world to see the sentimental romantic lurking behind his sardonic grins and hard gaze. It was humbling to see Kane brought low by his emotions and Donal set his glass down, moving over until he sat next to his son.
“Ye’ve married a gypsy soul, Kane,” Donal murmured, patting Kane’s thigh. “Yer Miki’s like yer mum, leaping for the sky to see what the clouds and sunshine taste like. It’s not a bad thing, not by a long shot but here ye and Ah sit, wondering when they’re both going to be falling back to Earth.”
“And we’re there to catch them,” Kane grumbled, working his fingers into a steeple. Blowing hard between his cupped hands, his son ground out his exasperation in a forced hiss. “I love him, Da. He’s a fierce, wild thing I just can’t live without. I never thought I’d ever love someone—not like this—not so much that it hurts if I don’t touch him every day. I don’t know if I can survive not having him near me. Because I’ve got to tell you, Da, he’s the stronger of us.”
“Ye’ve held in your hands what the world’s done to him,” Donal agreed. Kane’d come to him, stumbling with pain and anger after the discovery of Miki’s abuse and they’d held onto one another until time numbed their senses enough for them to breathe again. “He’s a strong one, our Miki. He’ll bend but not break. Even at his lowest, yer man, he’s looking forward. Ye’ve got to have faith in that. In him. He’ll always come back to ye, reach for ye because he needs ye as much as ye need him. Ye know that in yer heart, without even looking too hard.”
“Yeah, I know.” Kane ducked his head, snorting a hard laugh. “But God, I’m going to be missing him something fierce.”
“Ye will,” he replied. “But it’s not as if ye can’t go to him but this is who he is. Just like yer that badge and gun. Our Miki’s mind is full of sound and words, and a drive to sing out what he dreams. The world will be a darker place without his soul’s imaginings and yer just going to have to learn how to share. Ye’ll be the better for it, son. Ye’ll see.”
“I know he has to go. If only to prove to himself that he can do it. Especially after… then.” Kane scrubbed at his face then grinned between his fingers. “And, all kidding aside, Da, I would pay a million dollars to see Mick’s face if ever you tell him he’s just like Mum.”
Absinthe_Malice_RhysFord_smallAbsinthe of Malice

by Rhys Ford

Dreamspinner Press

Buy Links: DSP  Amazon & ARe




Blurb: We’re getting the band back together.
Those five words send a chill down Miki St. John’s spine, especially when they’re spoken with a nearly religious fervor by his brother-in-all-but-blood, Damien Mitchell. However, those words were nothing compared to what Damien says next.
And we’re going on tour.
When Crossroads Gin hits the road, Damien hopes it will draw them closer together. There’s something magical about being on tour, especially when traveling in a van with no roadies, managers, or lovers to act as a buffer. The band is already close, but Damien knows they can be more—brothers of sorts, bound not only by familial ties but by their intense love for music.
As they travel from gig to gig, the band is haunted by past mistakes and personal demons, but they forge on. For Miki, Damie, Forest, and Rafe, the stage is where they all truly come alive, and the music they play is as important to them as the air they breathe.
But those demons and troubles won’t leave them alone, and with every mile under their belts, the band faces its greatest challenge—overcoming their deepest flaws and not killing one another along the way.

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headshot_Rhys FordRhys Ford was born and raised in Hawai’i then wandered off to see the world. After chewing through a pile of books, a lot of odd food, and a stray boyfriend or two, Rhys eventually landed in San Diego, which is a very nice place but seriously needs more rain.
Rhys admits to sharing the house with three cats of varying degrees of black fur and a ginger cairn terrorist. Rhys is also enslaved to the upkeep a 1979 Pontiac Firebird, a Toshiba laptop, and an overworked red coffee maker.

34 thoughts on “Applejack Shots & Beer part 4: Absinthe of Malice by Rhys Ford”

  1. Okay Rhys, you just made me belly laugh with that last line 😀 (and I really needed that). Thank you times infinity for who you are and what you write. Can’t wait to break out the *happy dance* on release day!

  2. Best ending line to a snippet ever! Yeah, I’d love to see Miki’s face if someone said he was just like Brigid! And Kane admitting how much he love Miki is just so sweet – brought tears to my eyes!!!

  3. I had the same thought as Kane when Donal compared Miki to Brigid. This was painful, sweet and funny. Thanks!

  4. Counting the days until Absinthe of Malice is out! Just be thankful you can’t hear me singing “One More Day” each morning–it’s scary and frightens the cat. This is an amazing snippet, Rhys, and the bond between Kane and Donal is inspiring. I fantasize that I’m part of the Morgan clan.

    It’s about the Book, thanks for hosting the blog tour.

  5. I’m loving these little snippets & so looking forward to Absinthe of Malice. Can’t wait to have TJ read it to me!

  6. I also love all the little insights that this brings to the relationship between father and son.

    I am listening to the series again (probably for the hundredth time) in preparation for the release. I have my Kindle warmed and fully charged and I’m sitting here waiting.

    And that darn clock will just not move faster!!!!!

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