Today I’m hanging out over at A Small Gang of Authors sharing one of my best Thanksgiving moments, along with other blog members from the U.S. While this is not an international holiday, it is an international sentiment. I’m so thankful to have found this really great group of author/bloggers to work with.
In other news, I’m heading to a family Thanksgiving feast in charge of dessert, rolls, and drinks. I got it all and am ready to regret my choices tomorrow. It’s going to taste soooo good.
Before you head to A Small Gang of Authors, I just want to say that I’m thankful for my pet turtle Betty, my little red-head Margie (the scaredy dog), my ever-patient and kind husband Eric, and my entire family. I know that I am truly blessed.
Thank you for taking the time to read this post. If you like it let me know and share it with others. See you next time, Toi Thomas. #thetoiboxofwords
“What if?” Those two words all too easily send 
On the road to Zen enlightenment, homicide detective Will Mansion takes a seductive detour down the path to perdition. When a bust goes terribly wrong, Paradise City detective Will Mansion nearly dies while saving his partner. On leave, Will seeks relief from post-traumatic stress disorder through Zen meditation and abstinence. He responds to the plea of the cryptic Sister Clyde to find a man missing from her soup kitchen, a man who may provide a lead to the vicious drug dealer who nearly killed Will. The search seduces Will away from the healing he seeks and he finds himself on the smarmy Miracle Mile. Alcohol, sex, and the potent drug “Nearvana” numb Will’s pain better than his infant Zen practice. He slips further and further into an underworld of the lost and hopeless only to find himself facing death—again.