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Bones Don’t Talk
Buried Secrets by Irene Hannon Have you ever wanted something so badly you’d stop at nothing to get it? Even take it as far as revenge? Three college students find themselves in this predicament at the beginning of Buried Secrets, book 1 of Irene Hannon’s Men of Valor...
Family Time!
This week I'm taking some time off blogging while visiting my family in New Brunswick. Here are some pictures of us during precious moments at Camp Wildwood. Praise and worship time! Such special moments. Getting to know the great nieces and nephew. They are...
A Peacemaker’s Heart – Coffee with Abigail
The fallen leaves left hidden during winter rustle in the breeze as I wait for my guest on the tearoom’s patio. The warm spring air brings a smile to my face and I can almost see the buds growing on the trees. Finally the dead season is gone, but as I survey the area...
To Trust or Not to Trust—That IS the Question!
Double Cross by DiAnn Mills Have you ever been duped? Led to believe one thing but determined it to be untrue? For FBI agent Laurel Evertson, the tables have turned. Five years ago she deceived organized crime bigwig Morton Wilmington into thinking he loved her,...
Write Canada Is The Place To Be!
Ever since I picked up my first Nancy Drew book, I have always loved a good mystery. That’s when my love of writing took hold of my heart. I started writing my own “Mindy Dobson” mystery series! Unfortunately, the spark faded and life happened. I grew up and put my...
From My Playlist – I Choose to Believe and I Am Not Alone
Have you had gut-wrenching weeks when all your energy is gone and the breath is sucked out of you? You can’t find the strength to go on? I know…stupid question. We all have. Well, this has been one of those for our family. Recently we discovered an aggressive cancer...
A Manipulative Heart – Coffee with Delilah
I stare at the notes I’ve written for this interview and shiver, not from cold but the foreboding in my spirit. Worries of how this session will play out resurface. Why can’t I just relax? You know why. What could God possibly want me to share about Delilah’s story?...
A Woman Delivered – Coffee with Mary Magdalene
Her arms slip out from behind the long-sleeved tunic, revealing scars crisscrossed like a busy highway intersection. I couldn’t help but stare. She follows my gaze. “They’re ugly, huh?” Instead of pulling her sleeves down, she shoves them higher, laying her arms out...