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Dear Reader,
Thanks for taking the time to write. I love to hear from readers and I answer my mail. Send me an email this week, and if I use your comments in my column, I'll send you a free book as a thank-you.
From my Email Bag:
Today, book club reader Lorna is curious...
"Dear Suzanne: I can see you having a bubble machine for one of your infamous parties, but [when I read that you turn on a bubble machine] for joggers? Do you turn it on every morning? How long do you run it? And this is probably the dumbest question (and I think I know the answer) 'Why?' I'm thinking because it's just a cool neat thing to do, and you have the machine--the joggers like it--so why not? Thank you for reading with 'me.'"
Your Friend, Lorna
(Suzanne replies:) My bubble machine is magic. Turn it on, watch the bubbles float high up in the air and soon I'm smiling, and so is everyone else who walks by my home. It's amazing. People leave bottles of bubbles in front of my house with thank you notes attached. Every week I get cards from folks I don't know, thanking me for the bubbles.
"I see your bubbles on the way to visit my aunt who's in hospice, and the bubbles always make me smile."
"When my husband and I go for our daily walk, we make sure we go by your house so we can see the bubbles."
Some folks even knock on my door. An entire family: Dad, Mom, and their three kids stopped by on their way home from church. "I've been bringing my oldest girl by your house every Sunday since she was four years old," Dad said proudly. "My daughter's eight now, thanks for sharing the bubbles!"
Almost every day at 6:30 in the morning, I turn on my bubble machine. Joggers, walkers, dogs, kids, and all-grown-up men (even the tough and burly-looking ones) raise their arms and twirl around in the bubbles. It's never a problem getting up early, because even if I forget to set my alarm, I wake up instead to the sound of joggers calling out from the sidewalk, "Where are the bubbles?"
Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.
Suzanne Beecher
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***** AUTHORBUZZ *****
SMALL TOWN GIRL (Fiction) by Ann H. Gabhart
Sometimes after I write a story, the characters keep dancing around inside my head, like the Merritt sisters after they sprang to life in Angel Sister. While that story ended, their lives continued on in my imagination. Five years have passed and Kate is ready to find love. But the ominous clouds of WWII are gathering on the horizon and threatening to change everything for my Small Town Girl.
Go to: http://authorbuzz.com/dearreader click on SMALL TOWN GIRL to read more and to email author Ann H. Gabhart, you'll get a reply.
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