The Desk is no longer under contract by the publisher for "Power" (or anything else). That is a long story, at some point, we'll tell it. But not right now.
Even if "Absolute Power" doesn't corrupt, can somebody with the Power remain true to himself, his job, and most of all, to the woman he loves? Mike tries to remain an average security guard, when he is everything but average and "a little ESP" is just the beginning.
This story is intended for adult readers only.
Contact information and brief biography below excerpt.
The spring dance at the community college had been going quite well. Most of the students had gotten over their initial shyness and had even done a rousing line dance version of the old classic The Cotton Eye'd Joe that left everybody breathless and laughing.
Mike usually didn't go to these things, but his new girlfriend enjoyed social outings, and he wanted to make her happy.
It wasn't that he was anti-social. He just didn't enjoy the noise and confusion of the crowd. Not the music and activity, which he found somewhat soothing, but the crowd itself. Or rather, their conflicting thoughts, emotions, and almost forced jocularity sometimes threatened to overwhelm him.
While he was comfortable with his telepathic ability in more of a controlled environment, like a classroom, where what he called the 'mind chatter' of other people was at a minimum. That and Mike found more chaotic situations more tolerable than the almost scripted fun and semi-focused attention of the group attending the dance. At the dance, everybody was working to have a good time, even if they were absolutely miserable, feeding and building off each other until Mike felt that he was about to explode.
But for Kathy's sake, he tried to ignore the cacophony around him and concentrated on her and the warm feelings she had toward him.
Mike felt the anger rising in a group just off to their left before he heard anything. "Oh oh," he said out loud just before shouting and pushing erupted between three couples on the other side of the dance floor.
"They're going to ruin it for everybody," Kathy said.
"Maybe not," Mike muttered and reached out to the two instigators with an absurd idea, then he glanced at the DJ.
Suddenly a disco number blared from the sound system and the two young men who had been posturing and shouting the loudest began break dancing, spinning in circles on the floor and doing handstands. One of the offended young women tried to stop them so they could resume the fight. Then she joined them, twirling around on one elbow to the music.
"I can't believe they did that," Kathy said as she joined in the general applause.
"Neither can they," Mike whispered to himself under his breath, but he said to Kathy, "Let's go get some coffee."
Will be back in print and E-book in spring 2016 from new publisher.
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Former Dover, DE resident Levite's day job was in communications technology for the State. He has been writing for over thirty years in various formats including newspapers, online outlets, and his own website, The Media Desk. Levite has released several other books, however, this was his first major release through a publisher.
Now living in Danville, Illinois His hobbies include camping, fishing, and traveling with his wife Teresa and their dogs Jack and Scooter.
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