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http://bookjourney.wordpress.com I finished reading A Christmas Prayer by Kimberla Lawson Roby. I finished fighter pilot's daughter by Mary Lawlor. It's non-fiction. I am reading All Things Murder by Jeanne Quigley. It's for a book review.I'm going to spend more time reading Open Your Heart for Happy Relationships by Eve Picquette. It's for a blog tour book review.

This memoir about a daughter growing up in the United States military was very interesting. Mary Lawlor is the daughter who writes her personal experiences of the Sixties. Mary Lawlor's father is a Fighter pilot. He's great at what he does in the military. When he comes home to spend time with his family, he's a different man. Mary Lawlor strives to explain his temperament in the memoir. She also writes about her mother, Frannie. Frannie is the one who carries on  while the father is fighting overseas. The Lawlors also experience battles at home without their dad. They are moved from place to place over and over again. Permanence seems like a word not written in a dictionary yet. Mostly Jack fights what we call  the Cold War. So there is much written about the Communists.Communism is the secret bogeyman hiding in a locked closet. No one sees it, feels it but there is this fear of what will happen if it jumps out of the closet.God forbid, if you should meet one.So, there

I really love the cover of A Christmas Prayer by Kimberla Lawson Roby. Along with the beautiful cover, there is a wonderful Christmas novel. Alexis is in love with Chase. They are going to marry. However, they have one problem. It's called a future mother - in - law problem. Geneva is Chase's mother. She despises Alexis. All she wants for Christmas is for Alexis to disappear from her son's life. The novel is filled with painful situations: there is conflict between two sisters, Sabrina and Alexis, there is the emptiness Alexis experiences every Christmas season because she misses her mother so much, and of course, there is Geneva, the mother - in - law no one wants in their life. All the way through the novel, Alexis proves herself to be quite a lady. I don't think she ever faltered. I really liked Alexis especially when she would do all she could to help her neice, Courtney. Then, I began to think that Alexis just is too good. She's the Angel on the top of the

http://bermudaonion.net 1."It is two days after the feast of Saint George on Saint Margaret's marsh. Pieter lies struck down with a flux of some sort; It is in his stomach and he cannot move. Sarah fears the worst - he's always had too much black bile but would never give credence to the doctors." . flux (flŭks) n. The discharge of large quantities of fluid material from the body, especially the discharge of watery feces from the intestines. Material thus discharged from the bowels. The rate of flow of fluid, particles, or energy through a given surface. Google 2.A wherry has just cast off from the staithe at Stokesby as they round the last bend and the village comes into view. Beth fends with the oar and Richard leaps to the bank, making fast the boat." wherry a light rowboat used chiefly for carrying passengers. staithe A landing place or pier where ships may tie up and load or unload. 2. Obsolete A shore or riverbank. v. wharfed, wharf·i

I've never ridden down Rt. 66. I just vaguely remember a song or t.v. show about Rt. 66. Our famous route was and has been Rt. 95. We could travel from Pennsylvania down to North Carolina and Florida on this route of paved road. Then, we could come back the same way. Here is Mary Lawlor's memory. Rt. 66 is nos called the Historic Route. '"We drove straight across the South, following Route 66, and stopped along the way at tourist sites. The trip took seven days. We stayed in motels along the road and ate dinner in trucker's restaurants."'

http://bibliophilebythesea.blogspot.com '"The pilot's house where I grew up was mostly a women's world. There were five of us. We had the place to ourselves most of the time. My mother made the big decisions--where we went to school, which bank to keep our money in. She had to decide these things often because we moved every couple of years. The house is thus a figure of speech, a way of thinking about a long series of small, cement dwellings we occupied as one fictional home."'

'"As with all the moves we'd been through in the past, my sisters and I didn't know why we were going to California, what the reason or "mission" was. As the weeks shortened to days before we would leave Dothan. Frannie and Jack had more low-voiced conversations in the farm kitchen during cocktail hour. We didn't expect to be told anything. '"The Army"' was as mysterious in its ways as God, and our parents were its guarded ministers. This move, like all the others, had been ordained far beyond us. All we knew was California would be our next home."' Pump Up Our Books http://shouldbereading.wordpress.com