Abby Richmond’s ancient, two-toned station wagon shuddered to a stop in front of the dust-covered windows of the Temple Street Coffeehouse, and the Newfoundland beside her sat up and barked.
“Bowser, I think we’re in trouble,” Abby said, peering through her windshield at the old building. “It doesn’t look like much of an inheritance.”
Bowser tried [...]

The second revision letter came back with about half a dozen minor fixes and we fixed them. Lani’s getting ready to update the site. I’ll post the first chapter shortly. It takes a while because it has to be formatted by hand–argh–but it’s coming. And I’ve got the much improved Shar [...]