As Deborah Sinclair confronts her wealthy, powerful father, determined to refuse the society marriage he has arranged for her, a fire consumes the mansion and she is taken hostage. As she engages in a battle of wits with her captor, Deborah begins to understand the injustice that fuels his anger and finds herself a hostage of her own heart....--This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
I like to believe I am the person my dogs think I am.
I phone my parents every day, as they are elderly and adorable, and they read me stories every day of my freakishly normal childhood. I was a writer before I learned to read, by creating scribbles on paper and dictating the stories to my saintly mother. You can see examples here: https://plus.google.com/u/1/photos/104585203815605467940/albums/5587379107269629729?banner=pwa&partnerid=pwrd1.
Untold eons later, I still read and write everyday and I've gotten very good at it. I live in a ridiculously gorgeous place in the world--an island in Puget Sound, Washington where we have a lot of the same flowers you grow in the UK. But bigger slugs. Much bigger slugs.
I have lots more to tell you, so please join me on Facebook and check out pictures of my dogs and tell me what's on your mind. https://www.facebook.com/susanwiggs