Did you ever meet someone that you just LIKED from the get-go? Perhaps you found them on the internet and thought, ‘I’d really like to meet this person.’ Well, that is what happened to me.
Several months ago I posted about joining Shoutlife. Over there I bumped into Sharlene MacLaren who is just a hoot! She writes in a way that pulls you in and doesn’t let you go until she is done. The link above is to her regular website, but if you are a member of Shoutlife you should check her out there - she posts more to her blog there than the one on her website.
Her books are excellent too, especially if you enjoy Christian romance.
She recently blogged about a subject that reminded me of something that happened to me in college. Back then I worked cleaning houses with a friend. The clients would contact our boss, who would then assign us to each house.
One particular day, our boss sent us to a house with a warning. “The wife hired us behind her husband’s back. He’s been complaining that she doesn’t keep the house clean enough, so she hired us. She says he isn’t going to be home today, but if you see someone there, just skip that house.”
Ummm, yeah. You can imagine how we felt pulling up and having to scout out whether the house was really empty or not. Then when we got inside, the house was spotless! I’m telling you I’d never seen such a clean house. (Did you ever see that movie “Sleeping with the Enemy?” where the woman’s husband is so awful to her that she stages her own ‘death’ just to get away from him? This guy must have been a little like that.) The house being so spotless, only added to our nervousness. Every time we heard a car outside, we skittered to the window, to see if it was the husband coming home. What we would have done, if he had shown up, I don’t know. Probably crawled out the back window and run for our lives! We were nervous wrecks. But it wasn’t until we found the handgun wrapped up in a bandanna on the headboard that we decided we’d had enough of cleaning the clean house and skedaddled out of there.
Some days you will just never forget.
I think of that woman every once in awhile. I pray she is safe, that her husband changed, that God helped them find happiness together. Happiness in Him. Some stories we never get to know the end of. We have to leave them in God’s hands. Perhaps that’s why I like fiction so much. I get to know the end of the story.
Johne Cook
(I find it interesting that I’ve run several give-aways now, and in each case it’s been the person who entered twice that won. 
Just goes to show that percentages do carry some weight.)
Anyhow, congratulations Johne. Email me with your address and I will get the book mailed right out to you.
Happy April, everyone!
