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How Charity Sunday works: for every comment made on this blog post, I will donate money to the charity named. The same promise is made for every blog site listed in the group–click the Linky Links link at the bottom of this post to see the list of participants and read\/comment on any of them to see a donation go to that blogger’s charity. We’re all different! Thanks for your help and your participation!<\/p>\n\n\n

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I\u2019d like to highlight a foundation I just heard about, the Light Foundation (https:\/\/www.mattlight72.com\/<\/a>). Usually, I like to focus on military charities but I also have a soft spot for groups designed to help kids or animals. Building better lives for children is the purpose of the Light Foundation: \u201cOur mission is to take young people out of their everyday environments and provide them with unique opportunities that ignite their passion, purpose, and motivation to succeed.\u201d They do this through leadership programs, camps, and scholarships. The results from their programs\u2014including summer camps, hunting and fishing programs and more\u2014are phenomenal. 88% of summer campers felt more confident to face life challenges, half experienced an outdoor activity for the first time, and 94% said they had a more positive outlook on the future. Remarkable!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This isn\u2019t a huge charity but the good they do is needed in this world. Please comment and I will gladly send a donation. Thanks so much!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Blurb:<\/strong>
Two great historical mystery novellas that will keep you guessing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In Jan Selbourne\u2019s The Next Stop is Dead, a woman boards a city train one night and finds herself alone in the car with four strangers, all men. When she discovers one of them is dead, she has to find a way to exit the train and get help. Will she escape, or will the next stop be her final one?<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n

In Anne Krist\u2019s Missing, sisters Audra and Daina communicate using \u201ctwin language.\u201d But how much difference will that make when Daina disappears? Can Audra find her sister before her abductor ends Daina\u2019s life? Even with the help of an over-protective detective, saving her missing twin might not happen in time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Buy link (KU):<\/strong>
Amazon US <\/strong><\/a>https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Evil-Lives-Night-historical-suspense-ebook\/dp\/B0B5B2VPB6\/<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Amazon Australia<\/strong> https:\/\/www.amazon.com.au\/Evil-Lives-Night-historical-suspense-ebook\/dp\/B0B5B2VPB6\/ <\/a><\/p>\n\n\n

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Excerpt:
<\/strong>From The Next Stop:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Doug looked up in disbelief at the tall, grey-haired inspector. \u201cWell, well, look what the wind blew in. Inspector bloody Parker himself. Couldn\u2019t they find anyone else to work on a Sunday?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWe meet again,\u201d Parker replied curtly and pointed to the papers on the desk. \u201cNow it\u2019s bodies on trains.\u201d He bent down close to Doug\u2019s face. \u201cWhere\u2019d you pick her up?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t pick her up. She was on the train when I got in at Richmond.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Parker stood up. \u201cAnd unknown to each other, you said, \u2018Let\u2019s pretend we\u2019re in Agatha Christie\u2019s movie Murder on the Orient Express.\u201d He gazed at the ceiling. \u201cCorrection, Murder on the Dandenong Express.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Doug steadied his breathing. \u201cI told the police what Miss McLeod and I saw on that train.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a pity you\u2019ve sunk so low to making up stories.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNot so low I\u2019d sell my soul for the job, Inspector<\/em>.\u201d Doug replied softly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The room was deathly quiet until Parker spoke. \u201cYou\u2019ve already been told, and I\u2019ll tell you again. The train was searched and all passengers on the train questioned. The stations searched and railway staff questioned.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s to stop them opening the door on the other side and dropping onto the railway tracks?\u201d Doug shouted at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWe aren\u2019t that stupid,\u201d Parker snapped back. \u201cSaturday afternoon trains run every thirty minutes. The train travelling to the city at that time was stopped at Huntingdale. Passengers waiting for that train on the Oakleigh, Murrumbeena and Carnegie platforms were questioned. No one saw men jumping out of the Dandenong train.\u201d His fingers tapped on the desk. \u201cA bloody debacle. You and Miss McLeod will be charged with willfully wasting police time and resources and disrupting public transport.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

From Missing:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

The morning hadn\u2019t even really started and Audra felt fatigue and strain pull at her. The mirror had shown drawn skin in her cheeks, pale instead of their normal rosiness, and dark circles marred her eyes. A headache pounded behind those baggy eyes and the two pots of coffee she\u2019d drunk since three o\u2019clock didn\u2019t help. Once again, she wore Daina\u2019s coat as she ran down the hill to the bus stop on Dace. A transit change and three blocks later, and she sat in the downtown police station, tapping her foot and worrying the watch on her left wrist to see how much time she had to get to work.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMa\u2019am?\u201d The woman behind the partition with the glass front called Audra over. \u201cWho was it you wanted to see again?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMy sister is missing. I need to talk with whomever can help me. Please.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCome through the door and I\u2019ll direct you to someone.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThank you,\u201d Audra said. Her voice held a quiver and she steeled herself to get through this process without breaking down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She stepped through a wooden door to her right and then walked the maze of desks to get to the officer the woman pointed out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMay I help you?\u201d the officer asked, pointing to a chair beside his desk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI need to file a missing person report. It\u2019s my sister. She wasn\u2019t there when I got home last night, and we never go out after dark during the week. I need to find her.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSlow down, Miss.\u201d He bent over to search a desk drawer for a form which he rolled into a typewriter sitting on an extension to his desk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNow. Name?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Audra blinked. \u201cMy name or my sister\u2019s?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He barely stifled a sigh, like a man so used to doing his job that he\u2019d lost all patience for those who didn\u2019t understand what to do with his questions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe name of the missing person.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDaina Katyas. D-A-I-N-A.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAge?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTwenty-five.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhen did she go missing?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYesterday some time. As I said, she wasn\u2019t there when I arrived home last ni\u2014”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

With that, he swiveled in his chair and held up a hand. \u201cI can\u2019t file a report until she\u2019s been missing longer than half a day.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat? But that won\u2019t do. She\u2019s in danger!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow do you know this?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHer voice held tension when she called to me. I could tell.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe called you? After she went missing or before?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Audra twisted the strap of her pocketbook and slid to the edge of the seat. \u201cI don\u2019t know. I just know<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Taking a deep breath, she tried hard to calm herself, knowing how crazy that last statement had sounded. \u201cLook, Officer\u2026\u201d She couldn\u2019t focus on his nametag. She couldn\u2019t focus on anything. She took another deep breath and another. Suddenly, her purse fell to the floor and she couldn\u2019t catch air no matter how many deep breaths she grabbed. Pinpoints of blinding light flashed before her. She felt herself slipping from the chair. Gasping, falling into darkness.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Author Dee S. Knight:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

A few years ago, Dee S. Knight began writing, making getting up in the morning fun. During the day, her characters killed people, fell in love, became drunk with power, or sober with responsibility. And they had sex, lots of sex.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After a while, Dee split her personality into thirds. She writes as Anne Krist for sweeter romances, and Jenna Stewart for m\u00e9nage and shifter stories. All three of her personas are found on the Nomad Authors website (www.nomadauthors.com). Fortunately, Dee\u2019s high school sweetheart is the love of her life and husband to all three ladies! On the last Sunday of the month, look for Dee\u2019s Charity Sunday blog posts, where your comment can support a selected charity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Author links:<\/a>
<\/a><\/strong>Website: https:\/\/nomadauthors.com<\/a>
Blog: http:\/\/nomadauthors.com\/blog<\/a>
Twitter: http:\/\/twitter.com\/DeeSKnight<\/a>
Facebook: https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/DeeSKnight2018<\/a>
Goodreads: https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/author\/show\/265222.Dee_S_Knight<\/a>
Amazon Author Page: <\/a>http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/-\/e\/B079BGZNDN<\/a>
LinkedIn: http:\/\/linkedin.com\/in\/dee-s-knight-0500749<\/a>
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