Dressed in holiday style
In the air
There’s a feeling
Of Christmas…” Silver Bells
Christmas is one of the most wonderful times of the year. The festive decorations and lively spirit of the holiday puts a smile on my face. I enjoy listening to Christmas music and smelling the aroma of freshly-baked cookies. What are some of your favorite things to do?
This Fall I released the 2nd book in the Sydney Jones Series – Chance – A Novel. If you enjoy reading mystery thrillers with an undercurrent of conspiracies, you’ll love this one. Check out some of these awesome reviews on my media page.
You’ll find it will be a great conversation starter when it gets eerie quiet during friends and family get-togethers. I look forward to reading your reviews. Thank you.
Wishing you a wonderful Christmas season. Carolyn M. Bowen
Quote of the Day: “Life seems to go on without effort when I am filled with music.” – George Eliot
My friends know of my love for coffee and music, especially the blues. That being said, my favorite and Atlanta’s favorite blues band of the year for many years 2011-2018, is the Mike Watson Band.
I love to listen to Mike Watson especially when I’m traveling. His music is soothing especially when I’m lost, even with my GPS. I always remind myself when traveling in the south, that when I see the Chattahoochee River, I can’t be that far off track.
Here’s one of my favorite studio-produced MWB CD’s – Down to the River. For the upcoming holidays’ order Santa’s On His Way from iTunes and more original music. Take a listen to his music and order yours today. You’ll be glad you did. Thanks, Carolyn
Quote of the Day: There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you. Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
Book Blog Tour featuring author B. L. Blair
The Lost Macaw by B. L. Blair
About the Novella
The Lost Macaw is the fourth novella in the Lost and Found Pets series. Alexandra Prescott is a licensed private investigator specializing in finding missing animals. Reuniting pet and owner is more than just a job.
A former client hires Alex to find her lost parrot. The bright colored bird has flown away before, but this time there is evidence that Molly was kidnapped. The demand is simple—the bird for the pictures.
When her client suffers a stroke, Alex is left with a ransom note, a missing bird, and some very incriminating photos. She is in a race against time to solve the mystery of the lost Macaw.
“Your little old lady is quite interesting, Alex,” Halie said.
“What do you mean?”
“She didn’t exist until about thirty years ago.”
“I did a preliminary background search on her. In general, she is clean. No debt. The house is paid off as is her car. The one thing that jumped out at me was the fact that she had a safe deposit box at four different banks.”
Luke raised one eyebrow. I got a sinking feeling. I had noted the bank accounts but hadn’t really given them much thought.
“Yeah,” I said, “I saw those.”
“So why does an eighty-year-old woman need four safe deposit boxes?”
“Why does she need more than one?” Luke muttered.
“Exactly,” Halie said. “So I dug a little deeper.”
“What did you find?”
“About thirty years ago, Joseph and Trudy Kearns purchased the house on Carriage. Back then, it was a new neighborhood, and the prices were cheap. They paid cash. They also opened a bank account, and Joe got a job working for the city. Those are the first records I can find for either one of them.”
“Trudy would have been fifty at that time. Her husband probably a few years older. What about birth certificates? Social security cards?”
“They had them, but conveniently, they were issued from a small county in Virginia where a massive flood destroyed all their records. The county office was in the process of moving the old paper records to electronic when the flood hit.”
“Let me guess. The Kearns’s records did not survive the flood.”
“So the only records for them are the ones they had in their possession.” I paused a moment. “Do they look real?”
“Yes,” Halie replied.
“So they could be authentic.”
“Or really good forgeries. In some ways, it was easier back then.”
“Anything else?” I asked.
“Not really. Lives on a fixed income of social security and a small pension from her husband’s job. It isn’t much because he only worked for the city for twelve years before he had to retire.”
“Okay, thanks, Halie.”
After ending the call, I looked at Luke. He had a perplexed look on his face that I had a feeling mirrored mine.