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A taste of To be Continued

To Be Continued is the first book I wrote for Vanilla Heart. Actually, I wrote it, queried it and soon joined VHP.

After a night of passion with her husband of many married years, Beth Malone wakes to find a note from him. Excited because this is the first note, what she expects to be a love letter,  is something quite different.

Dear Lizzie, It’s not you, it’s me. I’ve been uncomfortable in my own skin for a long time and have decided I must make a change in my life.  I sold my half of the practice to George. You, dear Lizzie, are well taken care of. Call Bruce Bradley. He has all the papers, investments, everything you will need to live in comfort.  The house is yours. Last but not least, I signed my portion of the divorce papers so whenever you’re ready, all you have to do is sign yours. Bruce will take care of the rest.”

She leaped up, made it to the bathroom and retched. “He called me Lizzie, a name I despised. “Divorce,” she shouted to the empty house, “people like us don’t get divorced!”

She called daughter Susie who said, “Dad’s having a mid-life crisis,” and hung up.

Abandoned by her husband, upset with Susie’s casual attitude, Beth decides to re-establish herself as the winner she once was.

When Frank Malone returns, he’s in for a big surprise!

The story is filled with growth and change for Beth, new romance and the wonders life can bring.

Read it, you’ll love it.

I forgot to mention, each purchased book plus a review receives a gift from me. Street team, you all. No losers here.

More WIP, Oh Yeah!

Possible title, Mother, Daughter, Doctors, Babies             like (Tinker, tailor, soldiers , spies)

Last week we met widowed Joan. This week she moves on.

excerpt:

Joan rolled up her short sleeves to make a list because from now on, it’s up to tough Joannie to keep things going, to take care of not only herself but don’t forget Larry’s car. Who needs two cars both almost new and now, she thought, she can ride his Harley whenever she wanted to, Oh Yeah! without asking. A capable woman, she knew how to shoot a gun and a rifle and yes, she could use Larry’s club membership no matter what the men said because women were allowed.

She could get a job but she never had a job in her whole life and he left her enough money to keep her comfortable. The therapy dogs kept her busy twice a week doing their good work at West Point and what? Well, old Joanie, you can meet someone nice and have dates and then she glanced in the mirror; time to see the hairdresser and put herself together.

Tomorrow was Skeet shooting day and this woman will be there.

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Friends, keep the critique coming. I need your help. Thanks a bunch.

Charlie’s Family Secrets

Cover Reveal, Free Preview Chapters, and Sneak Peek Video – Charlie’s Family Secrets by Charmaine Gordon!

Charlie’s Family Secrets

Omnibus Edition

by Charmaine Gordon

 

3 Charmaine Gordon Novels in 1 Volume!

 

 

Reconstructing Charlie

Charlie Costigan has a secret. Home life gone from bad to the worst when she protects her mother from another vicious attack by her drunken father. Midnight. Clothes thrown into an old suitcase, she races for the bus with a letter to an unknown aunt and uncle. “This is my daughter. Embrace her as if she were your own.” Determined, Charlie begins again. Alone with her secret.

Sin of Omission

A twist of fate intervenes when Shelley keeps a secret that threatens to break apart the Costigans and her future. A mysterious client, Deanna Rose, enters Haven, victim of a savage beating under strange circumstances. Shelley investigates and finds Ms. Rose has an unsavory past. With the reputation and safety of Haven at stake, Shelley is at risk to lose everything and everyone she cares about.

The Catch

Tom Donnelly, once known as The Catch – every woman’s dream guy, has fallen down every rung of the ladder he once worked so hard to climb. On New Year’s Day, he realizes just how far he’s fallen, and makes a list of resolutions to change his life. He vows to regain the trust lost from his family, his law firm, and his friends – and maybe even find the right woman this time.

 

 

 

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This is an exciting omnibus collection of my early books. Read them, you’ll love them, all of them, I promise. Leave a comment. I’d be so proud to read what you have to say.

Love to all, Charmaine Gordon

Before the Final Curtain

“Home at last;” Becca Morgan set the cat carrier down after flinging open the carved oak door to her home overlooking the Hudson River. Freeing her faithful companion from his prison, she laughed as he meowed and bolted for the litter box. “Are we happy or what? she found joy to be home after months on the road during a three month tour of yet another play.

She stretched out on her queen-sized bed to admire all the Polished Tony awards, Emmy’s, Golden Globes and plaques, tributes to past performances. It’s so great to be back in New York although pickings were not plentiful for the well known actor; forget starring roles of yesteryear.

The cell phone shattered the peaceful moment with her favorite tune, Happy Days Are Here Again.

A familiar voice said, “Becca,” and she recognized the voice of Randall Sloan, the powerful director she’d worked with before.

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This is from The Beginning. . .Not The End  three stories in one volume. This is a show business story, casting couch with all the goofy stuff that goes on during a play.

The Life of the Party

The proud Aunt sat at the back of the theater, fingers crossed because her triple threat niece was about to turn Broadway upside down.
“Next,” the hoarse voice of the stage manager called; “Candace Scott, you’re next” as he turned to the eager new assistant nearby. “Last one up; then we eat, discuss the auditions, make decisions and go home, and Jimmy, take notes.”
Candace Scott hurried to the desk to sign in, heart thumping yet she knew she had what it took. Deep breaths, she told herself, be confident ’cause she’d been to enough auditions since her move to New York from way upstate and this musical was right up her alley so go to it and don’t hold back; so what if you’re nobody from nowhere.
“Hi, I’m Candace Scott.”

The new assistant said; “Take a moment; you have your music and I see you have your tap shoes on; they like when you’re ready and you’re very cute.”

“Sir, this is titled The Life of the Party; I found it in Mom’s piano bench under a stack of music and fell in love with it.” She nodded to the pianist; the music began and she took center stage; “You gotta have me there, the life of the party, The Life of the Party, to Bring Every Party to Life.” The last few words hit the ceiling; a light bulb broke as her voice reverberated.

This is a WIP thus far.

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Kizzy’s Final Chapter

Kizzy’s closest companion, my friend Judy Audevard, wrote this last tribute.

It’s so hard to write an end to a beautiful love story. In life, all good things come to an end. This has been an amazing run for Kizzy and me.  We worked so hard to build a strong pet therapy program for adults and kids. About two years ago, I noticed Kizzy lacked the enthusiasm he always had when we went on visits. He was tired, eyesight and hearing failing. Our last visits were to nursing homes and Kizzy felt comfortable there. No noisy kids running around, the soothing serenity with elders calmed him. I felt so guilty leaving him when work called yet knew he’d nap and be there to greet me when I returned.

One spring day, Bob and I received a phone call from someone who needed a home for a puppy.Bob and I went to pick her up thinking we’d contact someone who needed said pup but no. This tiny, maybe two pounds, pup needed a home. Our family voted and she became ours. She took one look at Kizzy and fell in love. He became big brother to teach her manners, use outside for a bathroom, eat from a bowl. He also taught her that a leash and collar were not to be feared, and riding in a car was the most fun ever. Her name is Lulu.

They cuddled together all morning until it was time for Kizzy to say goodbye. She sleeps in his bed now and plays with his toys. Lulu feels his absence as we all do. We celebrated her first birthday a few days ago with a rousing bash. Our grandchildren and their friends joined the big party. She received new toys and lots of attention.

Lulu will have large shoes to fill but she’s training hard and has the personality and temperament to become a therapy dog. She’s on her way.

As for me, a few nights ago before I learned Kizzy had passed, I envisioned him running after a ball, having fun. They call it Rainbow Bridge. I call it a loss, a love I’ll never forget.

In my book, River’s Edge Trio Volume 1, check out Help Wanted. In the story, the main character calls on her friend, Judy to bring therapy dogs to the Veteran’s Hospital for a day of cheer. You will so enjoy this story because I asked Judy to do a “picture this” moment to describe what happens when she and her friends bring their therapy dogs to this rehab for Veterans. It’s real, it’s wonderful You’ll love it.

 

Kizzy, continued

Thanks for joining us in our stories of the best dog ever, the therapy dog that never would have been yet became a remarkable force in healing not only children, but veterans, elders and needy folks.

Judy and Kizzy were companions for seventeen years spreading the best they learned to aid others. Here’s a short true story to warm your heart, one Judy told me last year

“It was our first assignment as a therapy dog team. We were to go to the Children’s Psychiatric Hospital in Rockland County, New Yor. This is a lock down facility where children up to the age of eighteen are housed, sadly because there’s no place for them in the outside world. On this early fall evening when the air is crisp and the weather is cool. The hallway was dark. I saw the shadow of a girl coming down the corridor. Her eyes were downcast as she cradled a baby doll. She must have been about ten or eleven. She saw me and cast her eyes away. Then she glanced down and found Kizzy. She stopped short, hungered to pet him. He ran to her wagging his furry tail with joy. They bonded right away.  She was the first young person he’d seen since he moved in with us and something inside me said, he missed being around the sweetness of kids. Kizzy must have come from a home with young children. Obviously this girl was a victim of circumstance.  I discovered her Mom died of Aids at age 34 and she was one of five children, each one with a different father. She came to this hospital because she was born into an environment where she could hardly succeed. She lashed out at people, was hard to control and had no interest at all. Except for a small Bichon Frise who ran into her empty arms and just for a moment, gave her happiness and love.

 

Young at Heart can be found in all formats or in a three story volume titled The

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