ARE YOU LONESOME TONIGHT? (Running Wild)

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by Hutchinson, Bobby


  Over their screams, Karen hollered, “Eric, speak to them, okay?”

  “You guys want to leave the table now and go to your rooms?” Eric gave his nephews each a withering look, and in turn they shook their curly red heads and pretended to look scared. Eric didn’t appreciate being cast as the boogeyman, but Karen was out of her depth with these two.

  “Sorry, Ian,” Simon offered without prompting.

  “Sorry your own self,” Ian responded, sticking his tongue out.

  Peace finally reigned, and Eric turned his attention to the envelope, ripping it open and extracting the single sheet of paper inside.

  He had to read it twice before it sank in. The typed message was on heavy bond with a stylish letterhead that read Synchronicity, and it said that Eric Stewart was the recipient of a gift membership. He was asked to come in for a personal assessment, after which he would be matched with suitable companions.

  The letter was signed,

  Clara Beckford.

  Underneath, in capital letters, was printed,

  PROFESSIONAL MATCHMAKER

  ******

  If you enjoyed the preview,

  BUY MAKE ME A MATCH

  And

  STAND BY YOUR MAN

  The other two books in the RUNNING WILD series

  About the Author

  Bobby Hutchinson was born in a small town in interior British Columbia in 1940. Her father was an underground coal miner, her mother a housewife, and both were storytellers. Learning to read was the most significant event in her early life.

  She married young and had three sons. Her middle son was deaf, and he taught her patience. She divorced and worked at various odd jobs, directing traffic around construction sites, day caring challenged children, selling fabric by the pound at a remnant store.

  She mortgaged her house and bought the store, took her sewing machine to work, and began to sew a dress a day. The dresses sold. The fabric didn’t, so she hired four seamstresses and turned the store into a handmade clothing boutique.

  After twelve successful years, she sold the business and decided to run a marathon. Training was a huge bore, so she made up a story as she ran, about Pheiddipedes, the first marathoner. She copied it down and sent it to the Chatelaine short story contest, won first prize, finished the Vancouver marathon, and became a writer. It was a hell of a lot easier than running.

  She married again and divorced again, writing all the while, mostly romances, (which she obviously needs to learn a lot about,) and now has more than fifty-five published books.

  She decided she needed something to do in the morning in her spare time, so she opened her first B&B, Blue Collar, in Vancouver, B.C. After five successful years, she moved home to the small coal-mining town of Sparwood, where she now operates the reincarnated version of the Blue Collar.

  She's currently working on three or four or eight more books. She has six enchanting grandchildren. She lives alone, apart from guests and two rabbits, meditates, bikes, walks, reads incessantly, and writes compulsively.

  She likes a quote by Dolly Parton: “Decide who you are, and then do it on purpose.”

  Try some other books by Bobby Hutchinson:

  HOW NOT TO RUN A B&B

  EARTH ANGEL

  A LANTERN IN THE WINDOW

  A LEGAL AFFAIR

  ALMOST AN ANGEL

  SPECIAL EDUCATION

  LOVE MEDICAL ROMANCE???

  TRY THESE:

  THE BABY DOCTOR

  PICKING CLOVER

  FULL RECOVERY

  ARE YOU MY DADDY

  DOUBLE JEAPORDY

  DRASTIC MEASURES

  NURSING THE DOCTOR

  AND A FUN, EDUCATIONAL KID’S BOOK:

  DEETER, THE DOG WHO DIDN’T LISTEN

 

 

 


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