The Great Diversion A Ranger Adventure
Baron barked!
“No boy,” I commanded bending over to quiet him.
“Listen,” said Rick. I hear a noise above the ground.
The New Ranger Adventure, but I need help with inspiration for a name. A new excerpt…….
Dad came running out of his room fully dressed. “Get dressed Ranger, I’ll help Pierre get Grandma and Grandpa ready.”
“Ok, Dad, I’ll be right out.”
I ran into my room Baron bounding behind me. I grabbed his bag and mine after I got dressed. I looked around the room, it would probably be the last time I saw this room, if ever again. I looked at Baron and gave him an ear rub.
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Jackie Lee might have another case to solve.
Jackie Lee is so busy getting cases he doesn’t have time to do all of them at once. So, he is doing one at a time……….The Lost Island, then does he do the missing girl, stolen Mustang, what?????
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The Russian Spy
I hope to be working on this tomorrow. I can’t wait to see what happens! How about you?
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A thought for the night.
I love writing, I just need the time to do it. Not too long and school will be out for the summer. Hopefully Ranger will be on his mission and come out of it alive! Kanani’s Golden Caves is now .99 for a few more days, then Sophia and the Stradivarius will go up for .99 for a week. I have a story to research and work on. It’s the story of a family member. The man died many years ago with many secrets. After his wife’s death papers, letters and photos were found in the attic. He was apparently a spy for England during WW2. When he retired he told his wife he worked at the railroad! This is an intriguing story that I need to get more facts on and make it fiction based on truth. My spring break is almost over, it’s been wonderful!!!
Have a good evening everyone! I’m going to spend some time with my German Shepherds and parrot now.
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The Unsuspecting Spy
It was 1981 and my grandmother had just died, I was on my way to England to go through her things. When I arrived I met a cousin I had not seen since a child. She let me in with her key and we went up to the attic of my grandmother’s little two story yellow cottage in Surrey, England. I pulled open boxes; all of them were from my grandfather that had died long ago. I knew nothing of him really; he died before I was born. My cousin and I pulled out boxes and boxes of letters and photos, then drug them downstairs. The old desk that I was never allowed to touch as a child was just sitting there in the parlor. What was in the locked drawers? I was going to find out. I picked up the key sitting in the metal dish on top of the mahogany desk and put it into the lock. When I opened it, my life and my cousins’ live were changed forever. This is my grandfathers’ story; he was a spy for the English government during World War 11. Why did he die with his secrets? What was he hiding from his family? Where was his other family? He told my grandmother he worked for the railroad. I read on and this is his remarkable story.
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Sweet Dreams from all of us
Off to the medieval faire in Port Gamble tomorrow. Hopefully Sophia, Kanani, Ranger, Casey Lane and Jackie Lee will be safe until I return. Little Dave better stay out of trouble too. We all pray for the poor people hit by the tornadoes tonight. Sweet dreams.
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