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Thursday, March 17, 2016

Throwback Thursday!

The internet takes a step back in time every Thursday as people around the world share old baby pictures, vintage prom and wedding photos, and other assorted oldies. Authors can share too! This Thursday meme highlights those books in your backlist. 

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1 comment:

Helen Pollard said...


"I'll need another room," he said, finally breaking the awkward silence.

Shaking her head apologetically, she told him, "I'm sorry, we're completely full. You took the last room." The one next to mine, and won't that be a joy?

"Surely there must be something you could do, just for tonight?"

Laura shook her head again. If she was so inclined, she could gather up her luggage which she hadn't yet unpacked, let him have her room for the night, and drag all her own stuff up to the family house. But they didn't have a spare room, and after a full day travelling, she couldn't face sleeping on the sofa. Besides, Paulo's mother wouldn't allow her to. She would turf his sister out of her room and make her sleep on the sofa. Laura felt that was a bit much, even within the realms of the superb customer service they offered here.

"If there was something I could do, Mr. Stone, I would, but this is only a small hotel and I have no room for manoeuvre at this point."

"In that case, I'd like to speak to the owner," he said stubbornly.

Laura's hackles rose. As far as she could see, this whole thing was a personal issue between Daniel Stone and Natalie Hartman. Paulo wouldn't be able to do any more about it than she could. She had no intention of trooping up to the house and dragging him back down here just to tell his customer the same thing she had.

She decided a small white lie was in order. "I'm afraid the owners are away," she said quickly. "They left today and won't be back for just over two weeks." That wasn't entirely accurate, of course, but they were going first thing tomorrow and wouldn't be back until the day after Mr. Stone left, so he was stuck with her whether he liked it or not.

Unsurprisingly, he didn't.

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