Christmas Book Giveaways

Books make great Christmas gifts. I have a new summer release, To Dance With Dolphins, that would love to have a place under your Christmas tree.  Here's a link where you can find the book. http://amzn.to/1MXJx5o

I'll be posting excerpts here until December 10th, just to give you a glimpse into the story and its interesting characters.

I'd also like to run a Christmas drawing. Each day I leave a story excerpt I'll also post a question and if you answer the question or leave a comment,  you'll automatically be entered in the drawing on December 11th.

I'll be giving away a complete set of The Alaskan Skies Series or Sydney Cove series. Your choice.

Here is an excerpt from To Dance With Dolphins:

When they finally reached the bed, Tom crawled onto the mattress and rolled onto his back in slow motion. Panting, he lay absolutely still, his hands gripping the bedding.
    Willow leaned over him. "The medication will help soon." She draped a light blanket over him and removed his glasses.
    Tom opened one eye and peered at Willow for a brief moment. "Thanks."
    "I wish there was more I could do for you." She set his glasses on the bedstand.
    "I've had this before. It'll pass."
    "How long until you're better?" Taylor asked.
    "Your guess is as good as mine. Sometimes a few minutes. Other times a few days. It can come and go for weeks."
    "You liar! You told us you could drive this rig across the country. How you gonna do that if you've got the spins?" Taylor strode toward the front of the RV. "We can't stay here for weeks. I knew this was stupid. I told you I didn't want to come." She sounded close to tears.
    "Calm down." Willow put on a reassuring smile. "We'll be fine. Everything will work out. God has a plan."
    With a huff, Taylor dropped onto the sofa. "Oh sure. Like I believe that."
    Willow looked at the road. "Didn't we pass a campground a little way back?"
    "Yeah. I think so," said Claire.
    "Well ... I can drive this thing, at least to the campground."
    "You can?" Claire wrinkled her brow. Was letting Willow drive better than being stranded?     "Maybe we ought to wait a while and see if Tom gets better."
    "I don't think we should wait. It will be dark soon. And there's a sign that says no overnight camping." Willow moved to the front of the RV. "As a young woman I lived on a bus. An old school bus. This is a limousine compared to that. One time I had to drive that bus up a winding dirt road, then I parked it in a meadow in the middle of the forest."

    "Eons ago," Taylor said without humor. "And you were probably so stoned you imagined it all."
    Willow eased into the driver's seat. "I might have been stoned, but I didn't imagine it." She flashed a smile at Taylor.
    Daisy climbed between the front seats.
    "Aww, that's a good dog, Daisy."
    "You used to use drugs? Claire asked. Apparently there was a lot she didn't know about Willow.
    "I was young. It was the sixties."
    Willow brushed her wild mane of hair off her face. "We'll stay at the campground tonight and maybe Tom will feel better by morning." She looked in the rear view mirror. "Hang on. We're headed back to the highway."

QUESTION OF THE DAY - What do you love most about Christmas?


Grace and peace to you from God.