In a departure from her usual historical genre, Nealy has crafted a creepy tale of suspense and murder with just the right amount of romance to temper the drama. Keren’s unique spiritual gift will keep readers riveted to the pages of this thrilling story.
A killer is loose in Chicago, and Det. Keren Collins wants to find the villain before more people disappear. Paul Morris is an ex-cop turned pastor who runs a mission for the homeless. Keren and Paul connect when it becomes apparent that the person responsible for the crimes is basing them on the plagues of Egypt, and the dead women are connected to Paul. Can they work together to stop the madman before it’s too late? (BARBOUR, Oct., 352 pp., $12.99)
Reviewed By: Melissa Parcel
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A woman was leaving a 7-11 with her morning coffee when she noticed a most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery.
A long black hearse was followed by a second hearse about 50 feet behind. Behind the second hearse was a solitary woman walking a Pit Bull dog on a leash.
Behind her were 200 women walking single file.
The woman couldn't stand the curiosity. She respectfully approached the woman walking the dog and said, "I am so sorry for your loss, and I know now is bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this. Whose funeral is it?"
The woman replied, "Well, that first hearse is for my husband,"
"What happened to him?"
The woman replied, "My dog attacked and killed him."
She inquired further, "Well who is in the second hearse?"
"His mistress. She tried to help my husband, then the dog turned on her."
A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passes between the two women.
The local gas station sells live bait, next to the local jerked beef and homemade jam.
At least twice a year some part of your home doubles as a meat processing plant.
You understand that brakes on silage trucks are considered a luxury.
“Bulldoggin'“ is an event.
As the American flag passes, you are on your feet and have removed your hat, your hand is over your heart, or someone behind you gives you a slap-on-the-head reminder to do so.
You think that the start of deer and pheasant season is a national holiday.
You understand the true meaning to “snipe” hunting.
Pop is the only name for soda.
The trip into town for school takes longer than your lunch period.
Four brothers left home for college, and they became successful doctors and lawyers.
One evening, they chatted after having dinner together. They discussed the 75th birthday gifts they were able to give their elderly mother who moved to Florida.
The first said, "You know I had a big house built for Mama."
The second said, “And I had a large theater built in the house."
The third said, "And I had my Mercedes dealer deliver an SL600 to her."
The fourth said, "You know how Mama loved reading the Bible and you know she can't read anymore because she can't see very well. I met this preacher who told me about a parrot who could recite the entire Bible. It took ten preachers almost 8 years to teach him. I had to pledge to contribute $50,000 a year for five years to the church, but it was worth it. Mama only has to name the chapter and verse, and the parrot will recite it."
The other brothers were impressed. After the celebration Mama sent out her Thank You notes.
She wrote: Milton, the house you built is so huge that I live in only one room, but I have to clean the whole house. Thanks anyway."
"Marvin, I am too old to travel. I stay home; I have my groceries delivered, so I never use the Mercedes. The thought was good. Thanks."
"Michael, you gave me an expensive theater with Dolby sound and it can hold 50 people, but all of my friends are dead, I've lost my hearing, and I’m nearly blind. I'll never use it. Thank you for the gesture just the same."
"Dearest Melvin, you were the only son to have the good sense to give a little thought to your gift. The chicken was delicious. Thank you so much."