The Andersons, a fictional Scottish family in New Orleans, decide to evacuate to Texas as Hurricane Katrina approaches. Tizer, the Andersons' pet schnauzer, sniffs the air and paces restly around the family's apartment balcony, sensing danger and taking a leadership role as he predicts the storm to the other family pets: Tipsy, the hamster; and the two turtles, Sheldon and LD. After listening to the news, the children, Ryan and Kirsty, and their parents prepare to pack up and drive out of the city to safety.
Confusion breaks out when Tipsy is discovered to have escaped from his cage, and the family must give him a generous supply of food, and leave him behind. Tipsy escapes to the roof, witnesses and survives the height of the storm, and is able to greet his delighted family when they return.
A compilation of previously published material by David A. Hargrave along with previously unpublished material co-written with Paul P Mosher. Included are: Caliban, Citadel of Thunder, Howling Tower and Death Heart as well as Hive Home, The Heart of Darkness Campaign and Tomb of D'Haera.
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[Siren Classic: Erotic Contemporary Romance, light bondage, spanking, sex toys] Dana has always loved Clay, her brother's best friend. She'd grown up with him always around, and when she left to pursue a modeling career in New York and to go to college, leaving him behind was difficult. Coming home for vacations and holidays through the years, she began to realize the brotherly feelings were gone, replaced with lust and need. On one storm-riddled night, she'd nearly seduced him. With time, she began to learn what got her excited and realized she'd become an unconventional woman in most men's eyes. Coming home for good, Dana finally let Clay know her secret. If he could accept her need for toys, spanking, and bondage in the bedroom, they might stand a chance at a future together. ** A Siren Erotic Romance
One day she is Linda Farley, a senior in a San Diego high school, with a talent for art, an annoying younger brother, two loving parents, and a prospective boyfriend. Three days later, she is Lainie Foster, hiding with her mother and brother in Olympia, Washington. That's how fast things change after Linda's mother tells her that her father has been caught by the feds in a Mafia money laundering scheme and that the rest of the family has been placed in the Witness Protection Program. By the rules she's given, she must stay out of school, cut off contact with anyone back home, and never tell anyone what has happened. Linda -- now Lainie -- does her best, but in navigating her new life, she faces a number of questions. How could her father do something so contrary to her image of him? Why is her mother so familiar with their new city? How can she pursue a career in art without going to school? What must she do to save her brother from the worst effects of the upheaval? And who is that dark-haired woman she keeps spotting in front of the house? Then there's the biggest question of all: Is she Linda or is she Lainie? Because, in the end, is the choice really anyone's but hers? ///////////////////////////////////////////////// Anne L. Watson, a retired historic preservation architecture consultant, is the author of numerous novels, plus books on such diverse subjects as soapmaking and baking with cookie molds. She currently lives in Friday Harbor, Washington, in the San Juan Islands, with her husband and fellow author, Aaron Shepard.
///////////////////////////////////////////////// SAMPLE "Lainie," Mom said, her voice a little gentler, "we have to follow the rules, whether we like them or not." "The rules are nuts, Mom," I protested. "Like making us keep our old initials.
So the Mafia is too stupid to check the passenger lists for trains and planes leaving Southern California? You think they won't look for two A.
F.'s and an L.F. with one-way tickets to the same place?" Mom moved to the right to let a tailgating Jeep speed ahead. "That's one reason we're splitting up," she said. "WITSEC has never lost anyone who followed the rules," she said. "WITSEC?" I yelped. "Who the hell is that?" "The Witness Security Program. That's its other name." Sheesh. WITSEC. Like the FBI was such a buddy, we needed to give them a nickname. My face itched, and I rubbed it hard. "Don't do that," Mom said. "You'll rub off your makeup." "It feels like dirt. I don't know how you put up with it." "You get used to it.
Especially when you have more important things to worry about." Well, we had that, in spades. I'd just dumped someone I really wanted to go out with. I wouldn't be going to art school next year, because that's what Linda Farley would have done. I had to be someone else, probably forever. Compared to that, grease all over my face really was a detail.
I gave up and quit talking about it. Whining wasn't going to do any good. Mom kept quiet too, watching the traffic.
In the front seat, Alan sang some dumb song from a TV kids' show, over and over. But, as Mom had said, I had more important things to worry about. We took the Alameda Street exit and pulled into the train station. "What are you going to do with the car when you get to the airport?" I asked. "Leave it in a parking lot with the window down and the keys in the ignition." Even the Mafia wouldn't have a chance if she did that. The locals would have that car in a chop shop faster than the Godfather could blink.
A bad breakup. A serious illness. The loss of a job. Life has a habit of throwing people curveballs. To which Karen Salmansohn says: "When life throws you curveballs, hit them out of the park." In The Bounce Back Book the dynamic author whose quirky self-help books-including How to Make Your Man Behave . . .
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Prayer didn’t work. Fasting didn’t work. Psychotherapy and inner healing didn’t work. Deliverance failed. And reparative therapy made me want to commit suicide. I tried everything over the course of twenty years to rid myself of same-sex attraction. I realized I could no longer deny who I was simply because my spiritual community held narrowly prescribed notions of what was acceptable, moral, and holy. So I decided to be true to myself, to discover who God had really made me to be. I came out of the closet and took Christ with me. “God loves the sinner but hates the sin,” she said. The only Christian from my former life who maintained contact with me through my early coming out process finally said she was “concerned” with my “lifestyle choice” (implying I had chosen a life of sin). I answered with a long letter sharing my feelings and espousing my hard-earned beliefs. “Response to a Concerned Heterosexual Christian” is adapted from this reply. It details my struggle and everything I did to overcome it. With twenty years in the evangelical charismatic church, a masters in biblical studies, years in Christian publishing and missions work, and time spent pastoring, I present this contemporary issue from a personal viewpoint that’s scripturally educated. Do LGBT people need to be fixed, healed? Does the stance of conservative Christianity represent the nature of God and Christ to everyone? Do we have scriptural precedent for accepting LGBT people just as they are? If you’ve struggled with these issues regard of your orientation, you owe it to yourself and all those inside and outside of Christ’s fold to foster a new understanding, “That they may be one as we are one” (John 17:11,22).