Bücher von Donna Lee Anderson

Emily walked out of her front door and down the three flights of stairs to the ground floor. She was on auto-pilot, taking her morning walk. She walked down the street, past the rose garden on the corner, past the ferry landing and passed St. Mark's Church, and then she paused outside the cemetery next door. She wouldn't go in today but just seeing the grave markers made her sadder. She didn't know why but as she turned to head back toward home, she decided something. She would take the job Dr. Pete offered her. If she didn't like it she could always quit, but just maybe she would like it. Maybe she would like being around people that needed her. Yes, she would call Dr. Pete when she got home and accept. What could it hurt?

On this overcast but not too cool Saturday in November, a woman made an appearance on Haven Port Island, but it wasn't by the usual means. The eleven o'clock ferry had just pulled away from the shore. Twelve year old Gary was standing on the old wharf next to the ferry dock, holding his fishing rod. He was watching the ferry when he saw something different. "Hey, look at that. There's a coat floating in the water." "Should we go get it? Does it look good?" asked his twin brother Jerry. Almost in unison, they dropped their fishing poles and ran off the old ferry dock to check this out. And, when they got down to the water's edge they could see more clearly it certainly was a coat, but someone was still in it. A woman. "Call Mom," Gary said. And Jerry did, on their emergency-only cell phone. Their mom told them to stay put and as she drove to the waterfront, she called the sheriff's office. It flashed through her mind that talking on a phone while driving was illegal... ¿¿¿¿¿¿¿...but this was an emergency.

His house was located just across from the golf course and he'd been watching the two guys and a girl as they were just standing there and talking. He'd fallen asleep leaning on his hands at the window before anything really interesting started, and then he had to go relieve himself but forgot to look again when he returned to the living room. Too bad... ¿¿¿¿¿¿¿He might have been of help.

This book POTLUCK OF SHORT STORIES would be perfect to take on a trip or to the beach. It is full of stories that are of several genres and all of them entertaining. You will help solve the mystery in "It Was Just A Misunderstanding" and maybe shed a tear when you read "New Beginnings", or smile when you read "Wet Dogs". The poetry rhymes and the memories are real. As was stated, a good book to take on a trip or for a busy person that snatches time to read.