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Twice upon a Trip:  His Story in History, My Story and a Mystery takes readers on an offbeat tour of Europe with two guides: a young American from a fledgling country, only a bit player on the world stage, and a mature American from the country that now stars on that stage.

When I turned sixteen, my aunt placed a mystery in my hands.

Our two journals from 1831 and 2008

Our two journals: from 1831 and 2007

Forty years later, I finally solved it. No one knew who penned the travel diary she’d found in my grandmother’s attic. This faded journal, a tale of a young American’s tour through western Europe in 1831, held a treasure-trove of history in the making. Using the eloquent writer as my guide, in 2007 I retraced every step of his trail. Twice upon a Trip weaves our two adventures—nearly two centuries apart—into one, while piecing together a portrait of my unseen escort, clue by discovered clue.

As I traveled, I sensed him nudging me toward something I was about to overlook, waiting for me to discover his name. I didn’t disappoint him. If a miniseries, it might be called “Who Do You Think He Was?”

An excerpt from the opening pages appears online in hippocampus magazine: .

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Fire Underwater,  a Spectrum of Secrets Mystery

It’s lucky Samara McNeer has brass ovaries. She’ll need them.

After Sam’s dad dies, she inherits his paperback bookshop, plus the thankless duty of protecting her quirky mom, Clair, from the consequences of having Asperger’s.

Clair’s divorce from her scamming second husband, Al Hobson, saddles her with an underwater mortgage. Add house fires, vandalism, then financial ruin, and things couldn’t get much worse. Until Al is murdered.

When Clair is questioned, the detective sees her mistimed smiles and lack of eye contact as telltale signs of guilt.

Every step Sam takes to rescue her mom sinks them both deeper into a morass of suspicion.

Sam overlooks the obvious, yet has a dogged drive to dig for the truth. Her father used to tell her, “What you don’t know can’t hurt you.” He was dead wrong. Clair’s a keen observer, but shuts down when stressed. Only by bridging a lifetime of misunderstandings will they unmask the real killer. Or killers.




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