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

"Maybe, he doesn't want you to know that he is the one who sent us all back. You see, I think that Bill is the control in this experiment, and we are all the variables."


"Yep," James said. "We're the lab rats." 


"How good of an actor are you?" James asked.


"If Bill is the key, we're going to need him to get us back. That means we have to stay in his good graces."


"And it means that I can't run home and shoot him in the face like I want to do."


James blinked rapidly. "Um, right. I know you're pissed, but so am I. But do you think you can handle it, at least until I get out of here? Because together we can work that information out of him."


I nodded. I had to keep it together. There was no other choice if I wanted to get back to my own time. 


"Do you have any children to get back home to?" I asked.


"No children." He looked away distantly. "I don't have anyone to get back home to. My life…" He shook his head.


Chapter 46: Virtuous Genius