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LOGLINE: A recent college graduate accepts an overseas position with a U.S. based oil company in Kazakhstan where she is mistaken for an international spy.
It is from my WIP comedy/mystery spy novel called Expat. Think: Spies Like Us meets “New Girl.” 
Enjoy! This is experimental writing with an outline. I thought it would be fun to write a novel exclusively for Weekend Writing Warriors. *I’m intentionally leaving some parts out because I want to query this manuscript to literary agents after I’m done. And, don’t want to give away everything!! P.S. Thanks for suggestion on her eyes (I changed) – I’m sure this entire story will be rewritten a zillion times – I’ll have a guy in the next chapter notice Tammy’s eyes!! LOL. Writing this in third person multiple POV. I’m trying to make a conscious effort to write in mostly Tammy’s (my heroine’s) Point-of-View. But, some of the suspenseful scenes help push plot forward and require my reader to know what’s going on when Tammy’s left the “building.”
In this scene, Tammy is at her college graduation ceremony. This is during the mingling part right before the graduates start queuing for their diplomas inside the stadium. Tammy has just spotted her dad and his wife (Tammy’s young stepmom.) There’s lots of beginning in this chapter, but for WWW, I skipped ahead.
(This scene/snippet is in Tammy’s POV – my young heroine)
EXPAT
by
Carrie Crain
CHAPTER TWO
The Briefcase
The sweet smell of jasmine from the Dogwood trees scented the spring air, practically kissing Tammy’s pallid skin as she elbowed her way through the crowd over to her dad, Norm, and his young wife. Tammy was twenty-two years old and had never truly forgiven her parents for divorcing six years ago.
“Why did you bring Kari?” She whispered in his ear, fists clenched, demanding an answer.
“Because Tammy, Kari’s my wifey pooh pooh.” Tammy rolled her eyes as she watched Norm wrap his arm around Kari’s skinny weenie waist and yank the blonde bombshell closer. Kari’s extra large bouffant stood motionless as she teetered precariously in her glitzy stilettos, holding on tightly to a brown leather briefcase for balance.
