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We’re getting closer to the October 20th publication date every day! I truly hope this book will amuse you, entertain you, make you think and perhaps even dream a bit about what it would be like if God decided to recreate the world.
An excerpt from Bob, The Right Hand of God for you:
The chiming of the bell over the door reverberated through the quiet store. All day the animals, especially the birds, had been uncharacteristically silent. Chet thought John was right about something strange going on. But what? Not a storm. Usually the extra electricity in the air preceding a storm made the creatures animated, not lethargic. Unless, perhaps, the storm was gathering strength, like a tidal wave sucking water away from the shore before crashing down upon it.
Deciding he had too active an imagination, Chet went to wait on his customers—a woman and a little boy in search of a puppy.
“I’m sorry. I don’t sell puppies.” While managing a pet store in the mall, he learned the horrors of puppy mills, and now that he had his own store, he refused to support those businesses.
“Kitty!” The boy toddled over to the orange cat and squatted down to study it.
The cat stared back, its emerald eyes narrowed to slits.
“Does it have a name?” the woman asked.
“I’m sure it does.”
“Well? What is it?”
“I don’t know. He never told me.”
Her brows drew together. “How much do you want for it?”
“He’s not for sale; he’s my business partner. But I have a litter of kittens that will be weaned in another week.”
“I really wanted a puppy.”
“Would you please take one step to your right, Ma’am?”
“What?”
Chet gestured to the knee-high frilled lizard that had released itself from the cage and, on its hind legs, was running laps from wall to wall.
Stifling a shriek, the woman scooped up the boy and scurried outside.
Chet reached into a pocket for the small bag of lemon drops he always carried and popped one in his mouth while he watched the little dragon. The zoo had kept it in a cage too small to allow it freedom of movement, and a muscle in a hind leg had atrophied, but now that it got plenty of exercise, the leg seemed to have healed.
When the lizard finished its laps and scampered back to its cage, Chet looked down at the orange cat. “Would you watch the store for me? I’d like to run next door to see if Rosemary has any stale flowers for the tortoises.”
The cat licked a paw then washed behind an ear.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
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Pat Bertram is the author of Grief: The Inside Story – A Guide to Surviving the Loss of a Loved One. “Grief: The Inside Story is perfect and that is not hyperbole! It is exactly what folk who are grieving need to read.” –Leesa Healy, RN, GDAS GDAT, Emotional/Mental Health Therapist & Educator
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