HB: Why are you
staring at the computer for? You're ignoring our guest Clancy. You promised to
play hide the bone with us.
SPAL: Shhh...I'm
watching some nice lady on Mummsy's web cam. But she looks transparent like.
HB: Let me see. ( he
glances at the computer screen) Yeah. You can see right through her. Hey
Clancy! Come over here. Wanna see something cool?
Clancy: Oh, I know that
lady. That's Stella. My mom wrote a book about her. From what I know, she's
really sad. (Looks around the room) Hey, I thought we were going to play hide
the bone. I know I can beat both of you guys.
SPAL: But why is she
sad?
HB: Yeah. Why is she?
Did someone steal her treat?
Clancy: She's sad
because she lost someone. Or something, I can't remember. Whatever it was,
she's been looking for it for a long time. She's really old. You know one thing
my mom told me about her? She used to have a dog named Henry. She must be a
nice lady then, don't you think?
SPAL: Oh dear. It's
horrible to lose a bone. Do you think we should help her find it?
Clancy: She probably was
playing hide the bone with him, yeah. He was supposed to be a working dog and
help her with her sheep, but he was kind of goofy and the sheep didn't pay any
attention to him, so she just played with him instead. Stella lived on a farm
and had sheep, did I tell you that? Anyway, I think we should help them find
the bone. If we find it, I get to eat it.
SPAL: Maybe the sheep
took the bone.
HB: Clancy, I get to
eat the bone when we find it.
SPAL: No. You two. We
should share it with Stella and Henry. It was their bone first.
Clancy: No way. If I find
it, I'm eating it. You know, maybe Christopher hid the bone. He was staying at
the farm for a while and Stella and Henry really liked him. He had to leave
unexpectedly though. Maybe he hid it before he left and never got to tell them.
SPAL: Who is
Christopher?
HB: Yeah. Who is he?
And why do we have to share the bone? I certainly don't want share if Clansy
isn't.
Clancy: Stella took care
of Christopher after he was in a shipwreck. They became friends but her husband
didn't like Christopher at all.
HB: Yeah. How come? Did he steal a bone or something? Or Eat his
bowl of kibble? Those are good grounds not to like someone.
Clancy: I don't know why. I don't think he stole anything. I think her husband was just kind of a grouch. I don't think he liked Henry either. Isn't it weird there are people who don't like dogs? How could anyone not like us?
Clancy: I don't know why. I don't think he stole anything. I think her husband was just kind of a grouch. I don't think he liked Henry either. Isn't it weird there are people who don't like dogs? How could anyone not like us?
HB: shrugs...I don't
know. Maybe we should bite the old grouch before he bites us.
SPAL: But it might
make Stella sad.
HB: I think it would
make her happy. Clancy, let's go bite the old grouch and find the bone.
SPAL: Mummsy wouldn't
like that. I'm sure Clancy's Mummsy wouldn't like that either. We need to think
'what would Mummsy do' in a situation like this.
Clancy: Yeah, I'm not supposed to bite anyone,
I don't think my mom would like that. Even though I think Stella's husband
deserves it. And I think you're right.
HB: I think it probably would make Stella happy!
Maybe she'd give us all bones if we bit him.
SPAL: How does your
Mummsy know Stella?
HB: Yeah.
Clancy:
She learned about her through a writer named Hannah who lives in Boston. Mom
doesn't actually know Stella herself. She just heard about her from Hannah.
Hannah saw Stella on the Martha's Vineyard webcam and got to know her that way.
SPAL: A writer? That must mean there's a book! Where can we
find the book? It would probably be best to read about her story first.
HB: No! I say Clancy
and me goes over there now. Bite the grouch and find any lost bones.
SPAL: Your ideas are
always stupid, stupid.
HB: And yours are
pansy ones, pansy.
Clancy: Let me ask my
mom where to find the book, hang on. (Disappears for a minute.) Okay, I got it.
Here are the links where you can find it: Amazon ~ Barnes & Noble ~ Smashwords ~ Kobo ~ Ink Smith Store
Now
lets look for the bones! I'm hungry.
A brilliant flash of light transcends through time.
Another freezes a cloaked figure within a frame of salty
mist as waves crash against a rocky shore. Her harrowing expression shadows the
beacon to a pinprick.
By the next blaze, she is gone. Only the lighthouse remains.
Hannah’s eyes blink in step with each heartbeat. Images of
her deceased parents and Martha’s Vineyard explode like firecrackers inside her
mind.
She shakes her head.
For weeks this eerie
woman dressed in nineteenth century garb has been haunting my webcam, but
tonight she stared into my soul.
Why? ...
Who is she? ...
Casting aside months of research on historic lighthouses,
Hannah drives to the coast and boards a ferry.
What is the strange connection she has to this mysterious
woman suspended in time?
Hannah finds out.
But, it’s not at all what she expects ...
Hannah unravels a century old murder.
Author Bio:
Julie Flanders is a novelist and freelance writer in
Cincinnati, Ohio. She has a life-long love affair with the ocean and has spent
more summer vacations than she can count on the island of Martha’s Vineyard.
When not writing, Julie can be found playing with her pets, reading, cheering
on her favorite sports teams, and watching too much television. The Ghosts
of Aquinnah is Julie’s second novel. Her debut novel Polar Night was
released in February, 2013 by Ink Smith Publishing.
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