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Farewell My LovelySuzanne MarshThe petite dark-haired man stood watching intently out the window down at the street. He was caught like a rat in a trap; he tried in vain to find a way out of the window of the bistro. He heard the ahooga horn fast approaching, which meant the Gestapo was looking for the radio signal. He had turned the transmitter off. There were two other people in the apartment, where he was hiding. He was a spy, an Englishman whom the Gestapo wanted. He had to get out of there, he was risking not only his ...
My Hand, My HeartSuzanne MarshScotland was the last place I thought I would ever find myself much less in the company of a Scottish laird. Angus Anderson was not my idea of what a man should be. He was a wee man with red hair, green eyes, and a nasty temper. Just how did I find myself in this predicament? My father, the laird of Loch Ronach decided it was time I was betrothed, after all at fifteen I was almost an old maid! Och! Those were days. Days when Scotland was fighting to rid themselves of the...
TornadoSuzanne MarshThe wind began to pick up, and the sky became an odd color of green. Travis and Trent Matthews knew exactly what that green color sky meant, they had to seek shelter quickly, a tornado was lurking close. Travis watched as the rain came down hard, then came baseball-sized hail. The wind rocked the F150 Ford all over the road. This tornado was massive, they could see the funnel cloud for over three miles. They decided to try to outrun ...
What Happened to Pennington?Suzanne MarshDetective Henry Hoover strode into the massive offices of George Pennington, Founder and CEO of Pennington Fresh Foods. George Pennington had summoned the detective for an early morning conference. Hoover knocked on the door, but there was no answer, something was very wrong. Hoover entered the inner office, noting the elderly white-haired gentleman, gazing out the window. Hoover, knew George Pennington was hard of hearing so he announced himself, first he cleared his throat:“Mr. Pen...
Once, TwiceSuzanne MarshI hit the speed dial, my anger spilling over like a cup of hot tea in my lap. I was going to tell her off once a for all; how could someone be so thoughtless? I have always been the leader and she the follower, through many adventures. She had written two books, while writing them I asked her if she would like me to read it over, she said no she had it under control. I should have been suspicious then there was something she knew would anger me, but the question is what had I done to make...
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