Pepper writes stories that span the gamut from humorous to heartfelt, however the common theme is crossing boundaries. Pepper's unique stories often tackle taboo topics such as mental illness and homelessness. Readers will find themselves questioning their own sense of right and wrong, attraction and desire.
In addition to writing, the author is also an artist, an introverted recluse, a self proclaimed empath and a foodie. Pepper Pace can be contacted at: 
pepperpace.author@yahoo.com

Kenya Daniels has led a life filled with missed opportunities. Now at the age of fifty-one she’s a lonely woman with two adult children who don’t need her, a mother who needs her too much, and a job that doesn’t give her the credit she deserves. When a mysterious envelope turns up on her desk, things take a turn towards the impossible and Kenya finds herself transported back to 1982 as a sixteen year old. 
Kenya must navigate through the 80s--again, with the knowledge and experience of a fifty-year old woman, while trying to find the way back to her original time. 
This Pepper Pace novel mixes humor, family, heartache and love with the twists and turns that Pepper Pace does so well. Everyone loves the 80s…unless you have to relive them.


A Bubble of Time

Bill dropped me back home as the streetlights came on. We lived in the suburbs and lived by the street light rule just like kids in the inner city.


I discreetly stuffed a bag of makeup into my purse. Bill had given me the money to replace the stuff that Nubia had destroyed, and then I bought my own makeup so that I wouldn't have to mess with Mama's. I also got Nubia some neutral, kid-friendly makeup like flavored lip gloss and eyeliner and soft eye shadows. He also insisted that I get my picture taken for the fake I.D. 


It cost nearly a hundred bucks, but Bill whipped out the money without a blink of his eye. I promised to pay him back, but before I could get the words completely out he waved his hand dismissively. 


"My girlfriend shops at Walgreens all the time, and she hardly ever spends less than a hundred dollars."


The clerk, an older woman, gave Bill a curious look, but he ignored it.


Chapter 27: On The Radar