My daughter Angie called me a few evenings ago, very upset.
I know I have mentioned Makamae, my feathered grandchild, in previous posts, but in case he doesn't ring a bell, Maka is Angie's cockatoo, or crested parrot, white with light blue rings around his eyes, and a happy sweet nature. He is adorable, and I love him, and he loves me too. He is over a year old now and very smart. He talks, and has a few favorite phrases, his name, and "I love you" and "Good night" when he wants to go to bed. I would be devastated if anything happened to him.
Maka is not Angie's only bird. She has also since adopted two cockatiels, Little Man and Cocos. I love them too, but this post isn't about them.
Both Angie and her husband Marty work, so during the weekdays the birds are in their cages, where Angie supplies them with lots of new toys to keep them busy. They have large cages. We call Maka's cage a condo, because it is actually two large cages put together. He has lots of room to play and not get into trouble. Little Man and Cocos have a separate large cage they share, placed so all can see each other. This way they keep each other company.
Maka, being a parrot, has incredible dexterity. His bird feet are more like hands, and he can manipulate his large beak extremely well also. He loves to play and pull stuff apart, and needs to do this actually. If unhappy or bored, parrots will resort to pulling out their own feathers if nothing else is available.
About a month ago, Maka managed to get out of his cage. He figured out how to open one of the small doors where his food dish is placed. This is very difficult because he would have to swing open a latch on the outside of the cage while simultaneously pushing open the door.
Besides the damage Maka could accomplish in a small time to the house, he could also kill himself. Angie solved the problem (she thought) by heavily taping the latch to the cage so the latch could not swing. We thought this would be enough.
Two days ago our escape artist managed to remove the tape. (No tape showed on the inside of the cage, so he must have spent hours working it loose.) Marty was the first to discover the crime scene, as he called it. When he walked into the house, Maka was nowhere to be seen. Eventually Marty found Maka upstairs in the computer room. Maka is not allowed to touch the computer, or the expensive computer pen (for obvious reasons). He has coveted the pen for a while now. Fortunately, Angie put the pen away in a drawer, so instead Maka went after the electronic mouse, another costly item.
His path of destruction included removing the extension cord from the television set downstairs, then precisely removing the plug from the cord. He also did some minor damage to the t.v. itself. Again, the t.v. set is an item he is not allowed to play with. He also found the tape gun Angie used to tape the cage shut, and removed all the rubber from the handle. The tape gun will still work, just won't be as comfortable.
And last, but not least, he flew onto the stove and removed one of the knobs that turns on the gas. The angels must have been watching, because he didn't turn on the flames and catch fire, or burn down the house.
So, he managed not to electrocute himself, not to burn himself, and not to burn down the house. I'm sure he had a lot of fun while it lasted, but he won't be getting out again. Marty and Angie spent the evening at the hardware store buying locks and chains that we hope will keep our little Houdini safe.
I stopped over yesterday to check on Maka (just in case) but he was playing with his toys, totally unaware of the scare he gave us all.
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Saturday, February 28, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Technorati, Social Networking, and Skiing
I'm trying something new in order to let people know about my novel. I'm not sure how it works, or if it will work for me, but I'm told it will help drive traffic to my blog (and therefore my novel). It's called Technorati, and you basically tag words in your blog that represent the message in your blog, and these words somehow wind up on the net. The site I used also brings news of your blog to social networking sites, which again I know nothing about, but they appear to be widely used and helpful also.
It doesn't take much to do this, so I'll try putting these tags on each of my blogs and see if anything happens. I've already tagged the last three I've written. You'll be able to see my efforts at the end of this blog once I complete it.
On the home front, I've gone skiing up north, and it was incredibly cold the whole time. I didn't race this first race weekend, which upset me a lot, but I was changing health plans and the current one had not verified (at least to my satisfaction) that I was covered. I am normally extremely cautious, and probably shouldn't even have been skiing, but I did. I looked at the odds and decided that since I hadn't hurt myself skiing for many years, the odds were in my favor. I would never advise anyone to do this though.
I used my new race skis, but turned the settings down so they'd release easily if I needed them to. I just had to watch out for out of control skiers so I wouldn't get nailed. The new skis were great. I can always tell if they will work for me in the first few turns. The Fischers I bought were extremely easy to handle, and I liked them immensely. They are a bit heavier than my old skis, but I knew that. With my last pair I tried something different, and bought a youth model ski. They are built as well as an adult ski, I think, but you have to be a lightweight to use them. I just fit the requirement, and it saved me money, but I wasn't sure if I wanted another pair. I'll see how I do in the races this year and that will let me know what to buy in the future.
I'll let you know how it goes.
Hope you're having a decent winter.
Visit my website to read a FREE EXCERPT of my mystery romantic-suspense novel, Her Last Letter.
http://www.nancy-cjohnson.com/
Books are available online at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and can be ordered through most bookstores.
It doesn't take much to do this, so I'll try putting these tags on each of my blogs and see if anything happens. I've already tagged the last three I've written. You'll be able to see my efforts at the end of this blog once I complete it.
On the home front, I've gone skiing up north, and it was incredibly cold the whole time. I didn't race this first race weekend, which upset me a lot, but I was changing health plans and the current one had not verified (at least to my satisfaction) that I was covered. I am normally extremely cautious, and probably shouldn't even have been skiing, but I did. I looked at the odds and decided that since I hadn't hurt myself skiing for many years, the odds were in my favor. I would never advise anyone to do this though.
I used my new race skis, but turned the settings down so they'd release easily if I needed them to. I just had to watch out for out of control skiers so I wouldn't get nailed. The new skis were great. I can always tell if they will work for me in the first few turns. The Fischers I bought were extremely easy to handle, and I liked them immensely. They are a bit heavier than my old skis, but I knew that. With my last pair I tried something different, and bought a youth model ski. They are built as well as an adult ski, I think, but you have to be a lightweight to use them. I just fit the requirement, and it saved me money, but I wasn't sure if I wanted another pair. I'll see how I do in the races this year and that will let me know what to buy in the future.
I'll let you know how it goes.
Hope you're having a decent winter.
Visit my website to read a FREE EXCERPT of my mystery romantic-suspense novel, Her Last Letter.
http://www.nancy-cjohnson.com/
Books are available online at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and can be ordered through most bookstores.
Monday, January 19, 2009
The New Year...
Well, it's a new year.
I remember thinking when it was still the nineteen hundreds, that it would feel really strange when we hit the year two thousand. Now it's two thousand nine, and though it doesn't feel all that strange (since I've gotten used to it more or less) each year does seem to whip by. I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about what's important, especially what activities are really worth my time. Is it important to try to do as much as possible as fast as possible before the inevitable? And should I even be thinking along these lines?
I've never had too many of these thoughts before, but somehow the way it is right now, the country's plight, all of the unemployment, businesses struggling to survive, people losing much of their life savings ... all of the unhappiness floating around out there, it affects you. I wish I could make it all go away, just wave a super magic wand, and poof, everything is fixed.
I suppose the best thing is to keep, if possible, a positive frame of mind. As bad as things are, we are still better off than those who lived through the Great Depression, when there was very little in the way of social assistance. We do have a few safeguards in place.
As far as my own new year, I don't think I look any worse than I looked last year, and physically I feel about the same. The sun is out today, and I spent a few minutes looking out the window at the abundance of glittering snow in the front yard. The snow's been coming down heavily almost daily, and my husband is getting really grumpy about his continuous treks up and down the drive with the snow blower. He's threatening to make me learn how to use it. Not a problem. It certainly would be easier than clearing the drive by hand, and I helped him do that for the many years before we bought the snow blower.
The battery in my car died a few days ago, but I was expecting it. I've had it for several years. I am grateful that it decided to expire in the garage, and not after I drove to the gym or something like that. I threw a sleeping bag in the car recently too, just in case. You never know when you might get stuck somewhere out in the cold, for whatever reason. Not long ago, my girlfriend who I go cross-country skiing with got stuck out on the freeway during the severe cold. She said she was shivering profusely by the time the police arrived. It was one of the most bizarre accidents I've ever heard of, and I'm really glad she wasn't hurt. She was on her way home from work, and out of nowhere a tire comes flying from the opposite side of the freeway and slams onto the hood of her car. It severely damaged her engine, which stopped, and she had to coast her way through several lanes of traffic to the side of the freeway. Fortunately, those behind her saw the tire bouncing wildly away and let her through.
She just got her car back a few days ago after the several weeks it took to repair it. She also decided to add rental insurance to her policy, as she had to pay for a rental car out of pocket. Doesn't seem fair since the accident wasn't her fault, but that's the way the policy was written. I think I will add it to our auto policy too. You just never know...
Hope your new year is going well. :)
Talk to you soon.
Visit my website to read a FREE EXCERPT of my mystery romantic-suspense novel, Her Last Letter.
http://www.nancy-cjohnson.com/
Books are available online at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and can be ordered at most bookstores.
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I remember thinking when it was still the nineteen hundreds, that it would feel really strange when we hit the year two thousand. Now it's two thousand nine, and though it doesn't feel all that strange (since I've gotten used to it more or less) each year does seem to whip by. I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about what's important, especially what activities are really worth my time. Is it important to try to do as much as possible as fast as possible before the inevitable? And should I even be thinking along these lines?
I've never had too many of these thoughts before, but somehow the way it is right now, the country's plight, all of the unemployment, businesses struggling to survive, people losing much of their life savings ... all of the unhappiness floating around out there, it affects you. I wish I could make it all go away, just wave a super magic wand, and poof, everything is fixed.
I suppose the best thing is to keep, if possible, a positive frame of mind. As bad as things are, we are still better off than those who lived through the Great Depression, when there was very little in the way of social assistance. We do have a few safeguards in place.
As far as my own new year, I don't think I look any worse than I looked last year, and physically I feel about the same. The sun is out today, and I spent a few minutes looking out the window at the abundance of glittering snow in the front yard. The snow's been coming down heavily almost daily, and my husband is getting really grumpy about his continuous treks up and down the drive with the snow blower. He's threatening to make me learn how to use it. Not a problem. It certainly would be easier than clearing the drive by hand, and I helped him do that for the many years before we bought the snow blower.
The battery in my car died a few days ago, but I was expecting it. I've had it for several years. I am grateful that it decided to expire in the garage, and not after I drove to the gym or something like that. I threw a sleeping bag in the car recently too, just in case. You never know when you might get stuck somewhere out in the cold, for whatever reason. Not long ago, my girlfriend who I go cross-country skiing with got stuck out on the freeway during the severe cold. She said she was shivering profusely by the time the police arrived. It was one of the most bizarre accidents I've ever heard of, and I'm really glad she wasn't hurt. She was on her way home from work, and out of nowhere a tire comes flying from the opposite side of the freeway and slams onto the hood of her car. It severely damaged her engine, which stopped, and she had to coast her way through several lanes of traffic to the side of the freeway. Fortunately, those behind her saw the tire bouncing wildly away and let her through.
She just got her car back a few days ago after the several weeks it took to repair it. She also decided to add rental insurance to her policy, as she had to pay for a rental car out of pocket. Doesn't seem fair since the accident wasn't her fault, but that's the way the policy was written. I think I will add it to our auto policy too. You just never know...
Hope your new year is going well. :)
Talk to you soon.
Visit my website to read a FREE EXCERPT of my mystery romantic-suspense novel, Her Last Letter.
http://www.nancy-cjohnson.com/
Books are available online at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and can be ordered at most bookstores.
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Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Santa Sighting...
Well, it's true. He's here, at least in Michigan.
This made me smile when I heard it. My daughter and her husband were on their way to see a Warren Miller movie in Royal Oak, a town not far from here. In case you don't know of him, Warren Miller is famous for his ski movies, and watching one of his flicks really puts you in the mood to ski. I have to say I have a great fondness for his earlier movies, the ones that show beginner skiers getting into funny situations on skis. And I really love Warren Miller's voice. Just hearing it gives me a lift.
Anyway, back to Santa. My daughter Angie was in the passenger seat of their car, and when they slowed coming to the light, she saw a red van in front of them, and on the license it read, "Santa One." Curious, they pulled beside the van, and sure enough there was Santa in full costume. And what was he doing? Well, he had his list, of course, and was checking it out. My daughter was thrilled, as he really looked like Santa, extremely authentic.
We're thinking he reserves the sleigh for Christmas Eve, so he can give his reindeer a good rest before they head out. I'm hoping I get a chance to see Santa too, and I'll sure be watching for that red van. I'll also be watching the skies on Christmas Eve.
Talk to you soon.
Visit my website to read a FREE EXCERPT of my mystery-romantic suspense novel, Her Last Letter.
http://www.nancy-cjohnson.com/
Books are available online at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and can be ordered through most bookstores.
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This made me smile when I heard it. My daughter and her husband were on their way to see a Warren Miller movie in Royal Oak, a town not far from here. In case you don't know of him, Warren Miller is famous for his ski movies, and watching one of his flicks really puts you in the mood to ski. I have to say I have a great fondness for his earlier movies, the ones that show beginner skiers getting into funny situations on skis. And I really love Warren Miller's voice. Just hearing it gives me a lift.
Anyway, back to Santa. My daughter Angie was in the passenger seat of their car, and when they slowed coming to the light, she saw a red van in front of them, and on the license it read, "Santa One." Curious, they pulled beside the van, and sure enough there was Santa in full costume. And what was he doing? Well, he had his list, of course, and was checking it out. My daughter was thrilled, as he really looked like Santa, extremely authentic.
We're thinking he reserves the sleigh for Christmas Eve, so he can give his reindeer a good rest before they head out. I'm hoping I get a chance to see Santa too, and I'll sure be watching for that red van. I'll also be watching the skies on Christmas Eve.
Talk to you soon.
Visit my website to read a FREE EXCERPT of my mystery-romantic suspense novel, Her Last Letter.
http://www.nancy-cjohnson.com/
Books are available online at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and can be ordered through most bookstores.
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Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Cross-country skiing
I can't believe the kind of winter we're having. It reminds me of winters I enjoyed as a kid, lots of snow, cold enough to ice skate or go sledding any time you want. I am actually feeling the Christmas spirit more than usual.
We went to a Christmas party Saturday night, one a friend of ours holds every year. Everyone must bring a dish to pass and a toy to give to charity. At least sixty people or more show up. I know a few of these people since a lot of the guests live in the neighborhood. One good friend I saw there likes to cross-country ski, as I do, and she invited me and a couple other people to go out on Sunday. We are fortunate to have a heavily wooded park not far away, with lots of trails, enough that you can easily get lost in the woods if you're not careful. It couldn't have been a nicer day out, sunny and not too cold. Once we got going I actually worked up a sweat. We saw a few other skiers on the trails, all smiling and mentioning what a great day it was to be outside. Some of the trails are really hilly, as the park is also used a lot by mountain bikers in the summer. We avoided most of those and stuck to the wider less radical trails. We had a little girl with us, three years old, but she rode in a back pack. Tom, her father, is very athletic, but still I worried (as he must have) that he might fall with her. We took some tricky little descents through narrow corners in a few places. Fortunately, he was very steady on his skis and handled it well. Nothing I'd like to see him do again though.
We were only out for about an hour, which was just enough as my daughter and her husband invited us over to watch a world cup ski race on t.v. , then join them for dinner. We arrived right on time.
Enjoy the holidays!
Visit my website to read a FREE EXCERPT of my mystery romantic-suspense novel, Her Last Letter.
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Books are available online at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and can be ordered through most bookstores.
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We went to a Christmas party Saturday night, one a friend of ours holds every year. Everyone must bring a dish to pass and a toy to give to charity. At least sixty people or more show up. I know a few of these people since a lot of the guests live in the neighborhood. One good friend I saw there likes to cross-country ski, as I do, and she invited me and a couple other people to go out on Sunday. We are fortunate to have a heavily wooded park not far away, with lots of trails, enough that you can easily get lost in the woods if you're not careful. It couldn't have been a nicer day out, sunny and not too cold. Once we got going I actually worked up a sweat. We saw a few other skiers on the trails, all smiling and mentioning what a great day it was to be outside. Some of the trails are really hilly, as the park is also used a lot by mountain bikers in the summer. We avoided most of those and stuck to the wider less radical trails. We had a little girl with us, three years old, but she rode in a back pack. Tom, her father, is very athletic, but still I worried (as he must have) that he might fall with her. We took some tricky little descents through narrow corners in a few places. Fortunately, he was very steady on his skis and handled it well. Nothing I'd like to see him do again though.
We were only out for about an hour, which was just enough as my daughter and her husband invited us over to watch a world cup ski race on t.v. , then join them for dinner. We arrived right on time.
Enjoy the holidays!
Visit my website to read a FREE EXCERPT of my mystery romantic-suspense novel, Her Last Letter.
http://www.nancy-cjohnson.com/
Books are available online at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and can be ordered through most bookstores.
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Sunday, October 19, 2008
Premature Lover???
I can't stop laughing... :)
Amazon has done a great job of helping me sell my novel, and I am very grateful. But being that Amazon is such a huge operation, the wires are bound to get crossed from time to time.
I recently ran across my novel in a list of recommended books Amazon posted on the web. Great news, of course! The list included a cover of each novel, plus a short passage detailing the plot. I have to believe the resulting weirdness must have been a computer malfunction of some sort, for how else could the description have become so garbled? I don't think even human error could have produced something this weird or funny!
First, here is the descriptive passage as it was supposed to be written:
In the Colorado mountain town of Glenwood Springs, not far from Aspen, artist/photographer Gwyn Sanders discovers a cryptic letter her sister Kelly left behind. The victim of a deadly hit and run, Kelly reveals she was sexually involved with her sister's boyfriend and is scared for her life. Both Gwyn and her remaining sister Linda have since married their boyfriends, so either of their husbands could be guilty of murder. The sisters received a large inheritance before meeting these men, and know little of either man's background. Worse, both Gwyn and Linda love their husbands deeply, but steps must be taken to find the truth. And the truth is complicated. Is it one of the two men, or another previous lover? Or none of them? Danger abounds and everyone is a suspect as Gwyn tries with the help of a gifted private detective to track a killer....
And here is the new adulterated version, word for word: (PS - My apologies to nuns or anyone else this may offend.)
In the Colorado heaps townsfolk of Glenwood Springs, not interahamwe from Aspen, artist/photographer Gwyn Sanders discovers a inscrutable letter her nun Kelly left-hand ass. The unfortunate of a devilishly touch on and guide, Kelly reveals she was sexually inplicated with her nun's lover and is afraid for her life history. Both Gwyn and her left over nun Linda hurt since matrimonial their boyfriends, systematic either could stay fault of mutilate. Worse, some Gwyn and Linda make love their husbands profoundly, merely steps necessary stay appropriated to line up the truth. The sisters normative a declamatory heritage in front geographical point these men, and secernate diminutive of either man's downplay. And the truth is complex. .. .. Is it unity of the ii men, hospital room other premature lover? Or time of day of them? Danger abounds and everyone is a fishy as Gwyn tries with the amend of a precocious snobbish policeman to selection a somebody
Hmmm, this could lead to a whole new line of plot ideas, I'm sure.... :)
Visit my website to read a FREE EXCERPT of my mystery romantic-suspense novel, Her Last Letter.
http://www.nancy-cjohnson.com/
Books are available online at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and can be ordered through most bookstores.
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Amazon has done a great job of helping me sell my novel, and I am very grateful. But being that Amazon is such a huge operation, the wires are bound to get crossed from time to time.
I recently ran across my novel in a list of recommended books Amazon posted on the web. Great news, of course! The list included a cover of each novel, plus a short passage detailing the plot. I have to believe the resulting weirdness must have been a computer malfunction of some sort, for how else could the description have become so garbled? I don't think even human error could have produced something this weird or funny!
First, here is the descriptive passage as it was supposed to be written:
In the Colorado mountain town of Glenwood Springs, not far from Aspen, artist/photographer Gwyn Sanders discovers a cryptic letter her sister Kelly left behind. The victim of a deadly hit and run, Kelly reveals she was sexually involved with her sister's boyfriend and is scared for her life. Both Gwyn and her remaining sister Linda have since married their boyfriends, so either of their husbands could be guilty of murder. The sisters received a large inheritance before meeting these men, and know little of either man's background. Worse, both Gwyn and Linda love their husbands deeply, but steps must be taken to find the truth. And the truth is complicated. Is it one of the two men, or another previous lover? Or none of them? Danger abounds and everyone is a suspect as Gwyn tries with the help of a gifted private detective to track a killer....
And here is the new adulterated version, word for word: (PS - My apologies to nuns or anyone else this may offend.)
In the Colorado heaps townsfolk of Glenwood Springs, not interahamwe from Aspen, artist/photographer Gwyn Sanders discovers a inscrutable letter her nun Kelly left-hand ass. The unfortunate of a devilishly touch on and guide, Kelly reveals she was sexually inplicated with her nun's lover and is afraid for her life history. Both Gwyn and her left over nun Linda hurt since matrimonial their boyfriends, systematic either could stay fault of mutilate. Worse, some Gwyn and Linda make love their husbands profoundly, merely steps necessary stay appropriated to line up the truth. The sisters normative a declamatory heritage in front geographical point these men, and secernate diminutive of either man's downplay. And the truth is complex. .. .. Is it unity of the ii men, hospital room other premature lover? Or time of day of them? Danger abounds and everyone is a fishy as Gwyn tries with the amend of a precocious snobbish policeman to selection a somebody
Hmmm, this could lead to a whole new line of plot ideas, I'm sure.... :)
Visit my website to read a FREE EXCERPT of my mystery romantic-suspense novel, Her Last Letter.
http://www.nancy-cjohnson.com/
Books are available online at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and can be ordered through most bookstores.
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Friday, September 26, 2008
Not much going on...
Not much going on today. It's quiet out on the lake, and even though the sun still feels warm and the leaves aren't falling yet, you know it's fall. The shadows hit the lawn a lot earlier in the afternoon, and whereas before I used to open the umbrella out on the deck to protect me from the sun, I don't need to now. I really enjoy these last warm days, even though it's a little too quiet. When the jet skis stop jetting around, and the boats start disappearing from the docks, I feel the urge to spend more time outside. Soon I'll have to close the windows and start thinking about things like furnace filters and changing the timers so the lights go on earlier, and earlier. Even though I like winter for the most part once it's here, I hate to see it grow dark at five in the afternoon.
Anyway, it's Friday and we're heading out to eat tonight. I'm looking forward to that, probably going to an Italian restaurant. There's a couple good ones nearby. I feel like having some shrimp scampi and angel hair pasta with tomatoes and lots of garlic. That sounds good to me, and possibly some really crusty bread. Maybe a little wine would be nice too, though I'll probably end up the designated driver so it will really have to be a little wine.
Okay, well that's about all I have to say. I did do a book signing last weekend that turned out really nice, but I'll save that for another time.
Visit my website to read a FREE EXCERPT of my mystery romantic-suspense novel, Her Last Letter
http://www.nancy-cjohnson.com/
Books are available at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and can be ordered through most bookstores.
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Anyway, it's Friday and we're heading out to eat tonight. I'm looking forward to that, probably going to an Italian restaurant. There's a couple good ones nearby. I feel like having some shrimp scampi and angel hair pasta with tomatoes and lots of garlic. That sounds good to me, and possibly some really crusty bread. Maybe a little wine would be nice too, though I'll probably end up the designated driver so it will really have to be a little wine.
Okay, well that's about all I have to say. I did do a book signing last weekend that turned out really nice, but I'll save that for another time.
Visit my website to read a FREE EXCERPT of my mystery romantic-suspense novel, Her Last Letter
http://www.nancy-cjohnson.com/
Books are available at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and can be ordered through most bookstores.
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