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

Jane used to have a different name, a different life—but that was before she was rescued from the refugee camp after the Rwandan genocide and brought to the convent to be raised. Now she is being dismissed, told to go out into the world. 

Tim Singleton lost his wife to breast cancer less than a year ago and yet the pain and anger is still fresh in his mind. When Corrine died, so did Tim’s faith…so when he received the call from the convent, Tim isn’t quite sure why he agreed to help the young African girl with a job. 

She didn’t quite fit in with the others at the law firm that wore thousand dollar Chanel suits while her clothes were picked with care from the donation bin at the church. At nearly six feet tall, the shy girl tried to become invisible in the hectic world around her. But if her ill-fitting clothes didn’t draw attention to her, then it was a beauty that couldn’t be hidden so easily.

Soon Jane sees Tim as not only her benefactor, but her one true love. But can Tim finally open up and allow someone else touch his heart? Can he forget their difference in race and age? And more importantly, would being with him mean the loss of her innocence?


A Seal Upon Your Heart

Wednesday after work, Tim dropped Martier off at her cottage so she could prepare for dinner at Jakob and Elaina's. She dared not wear any of Corrine's clothes, but the ones she had so recently purchased didn't give off the right vibe. She had changed outfits twice when Tim knocked on the door. She settled on a skirt and blouse reminiscent of her days at the convent, only these had been purchased from money she earned—and they were a lot nicer. With a distraught sigh, she bounded down the stairs and rushed to the door. 


Tim caught his breath. He loved when she wore her long hair down to flow in thick curls over her shoulders. "Ready?" He slipped his hands to her waist and leaned in to kiss her.


Martier pulled back frowning. "I … no. I should change." Martier gestured back into the house and made to turn. 


Tim chuckled and held her in place. "Martier, sweetheart, you look perfect. Okay? You have nothing to worry about." 


Chapter 59