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I know what I wanted to say, and then forgot. I have long been savvy about organized scams on line, and anything like that I check by going to www.google.com and then typing in Hoax. If you go there, you will find fascinating information like the "Penny Brown" hoax that keeps going around for years and years. There is no such person, but I still get forwards from people who think they are helping a desperate family whose child has been kidnapped.
Even if you're not checking out a particular scam, these hoax sites are interesting to read! There are so many that have the nerve to ask you to put down your social security number, your bank ATM number and other vital information, claiming to be the real deal. They even have logos that look legitimate.
And, hey, I just got another one of those wonderful offers from Nigeria! Gee, they're going to send me $35 million and all I have to do is let them use my bank account!
When I was a cop, I worked Bunco. It was way before the Internet but we worked on familiar con games like "The Pigeon Drop," "The Bank Examiner" and fortune tellers blessing your money for you. The elderly were especially vulnerable, and it was always a pleasure to arrest the people who stole from them!
Ann |
| Posted by Ann on Tuesday, October 04, 2005 at 18:08 |
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| A Few Last Words on this Subject |
No way is Karen interesting enough to make a paragraph, much less a chapter or a whole book. I never considered it.
When Karen first came on line, she was threatening suicide on my Guestbook. Since I lost my only sibling that way when he was 21, it hit a very sensitive chord with me, and with many others. We wrote to her to urge her to get some counseling. I spent six hours finding a counselor for her in Fayetteville. I'm sure she never went. Anyway, please don't worry that I will write about her. I have dozens of much more interesting sociopaths to write about!
My mailbox is overflowing with wonderful messages, so bless all of you!
Bye for now,
Ann |
| Posted by Ann on Tuesday, October 04, 2005 at 17:58 |
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| The Aftermath |
Tuesday, October 4, 2005
I am hoping that my weblog can soon move past my responding to the misfortunes of the Guestbook lately, and I think it will.
To those who remark on my ineptitude for being scammed, mea culpa. Although I am usually pretty sharp about detetecting frauds and sociopaths, I've always said that I could still be fooled. I was certainly fooled by Ted Bundy's perfect mask, but then so were a lot of people--including the Director of the Crisis Clinic where we worked,the psychologist who tested us to see if we were stable enough to man the phone lines where desperate and psychotic people called in, Ted's psychology professors, the Governor of Washington State, his girlfriends, and his other friends. When a sociopath is good, he (she) is really good. It's easy for them to lie because they don't have to be troubled about conscience and remorse. Karen was initially very good at lying, although she couldn't keep it up and she began to forget what she had written to me--and several others--before and she began to put her foot in her mouth.
Besides feeling awful that I led any of you down the garden path with me, I expected there would be some posters who doubted my "street cred," as the current term goes. Like who do I think I am being an expert on aberrant personalities? One of the things Karen took from me--at least for a while--was my credibility. Although I've been suspicious for a couple of months (after we all sent money), I had no way to validate my feelings unless I got on a plane and flew to Fayetteville and knocked on her door. And I was so busy finishing Worth More Dead, and then dealing with some family illness here. So, despite my considerable background, personal experience, and education regarding people with personality disorders, I didn't confront Karen in time. While I was not "blind-sided," I did trust too much for too long. My critics have pointed that out, but please don't make that undercut your faith in my knowledge of criminal personalities? From Norman Mailer to Dr. Flora Rheta Schrieber (3 Faces of Eve), and many experts in between, there have been many instances of experts being conned, too.
Now, regarding the cover of the paperback of Green River, Running Red. I fought long and hard against the cover that was used. The first cover they sent me had a woman getting out of a car with a very short skirt and platform high-heels with ankle straps. I objected mightily, saying that that was how prostitutes are always portrayed and that my approach inside the book was to show the vulnerablity of the victims and decry the standard picture of them. All I was able to do was to have the skirt lengthened several inches, and the shoes changed to frumpy heels. I had asked that the cover girl wear sad little summer sandals with broken straps--more like what they really wear because they don't have enough money for clothes or shoes. But the art department said No. What I wanted was a cover that showed the Sea-Tac Strip with headlights and neon signs winding down the front until it ended in a lonely river. But authors do NOT have the final say on covers. That's just the way it is. Whole committees in New York agree on the cover. I am grateful that I usually get to choose my own titles. So that is the story there. Please don't think that I designed the cover. Nor did my editor. I don't like the image either.
I appreciate the reports of where Green River, Running Red is selling and how it is being displayed. It's a pretty exciting day for me to even get out of the "hollow" here and get to the Safeway as I always seem to be writing something--so I need you out "in the field" to let me know what's going on! Are you enjoying the "Premier Edition" size and the larger print?
Found a picture I thought I'd lost and I'll scan it this week for our photo album that's going to go with this website. It's of Leslie and me, along with Anne Jaeger, my TV anchorwoman friend from Oregon whom I met at the Diane Downs' trial, and Farrah Fawcett, too. Boy, if you ever have someone you really don't want to pose next to, it's Farrah! Talk about feeling like a Plain Jane! I wouldn't trade lives with her, though. Seems as if the past ten years have been very hard for her with bad plastic surgery, cruel lovers, and a son who is constantly either in trouble or rehab. I feel sorry for her. Being really beautiful and famous is hardly ever the key to happiness, is it? I always thought that Ryan O'Neal was really nice to Farrah--at least when I knew them. I didn't see what their relationship was like behind closed doors, though. But I hope they end up together because I think they really loved each other.
Better get back to work on the newsletter. It was so beautiful out today--a perfect Autumn day--and I played hookey enjoying pulling weeds and doing outside chores.
All my best,
Ann
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| Posted by Ann on Tuesday, October 04, 2005 at 16:39 |
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| Last Words of the Day |
Late Monday Night,
I have heard from dozens of you today, and you all were extremely caring and forgiving--telling me that you knew I didn't mean to help a con artist ask for money. With my background as a cop, a social worker, and a crime writer, I should have more suspicious earlier, but I did keep putting myself in Karen's place. One correspondent did point out that she became very suspicious when Karen started to add so many details--about her mom's "farm," her father's drunkeness, etc. She wrote many other emails to me about how suddenly everything was turning out so well with her mother, some kind lady who was taking her and the children in, etc. etc. I was rapidly beginning to wonder if all of this could possibly be true. And, of course, it wasn't. I have no idea what her real situation is, but she did tell me she's landed a very good job that she has wanted for a long time. I don't plan to correspond with her again.
If you're still reading this Guestbook, Karen, I have to tell you that some of the people who gave you money actually DO have cancer and very limited incomes. And still they wanted to help you. If you were to count up how many friends you have lost, you would probably be horrified.
Well, let's let it go. I know that those of us who care about others will continue to help when we can, but we probably won't do it over the Internet. We will have to see the need in person after this.
If you are angry--and I don't blame you--feel free to vent on the Guestbook, folks.
I clothed my kids for a long time by shopping at the Goodwill, and it didn't cost that much and they didn't have holes in their clothing either. We ate powdered eggs, bulgar wheat, surplus cheese and butter, and tinned beef. I didn't get food stamps or Government surplus food but our neighbor lady did. She was on welfare, but she said it was too much bother to cook with the stuff the government gave out. I was sure glad to get it--even though years later I found out that my kids dumped some of my "inventive casserole" dishes behind the couch in our basement rec room. I think the mice ate it. My kids till remember the grotesquely deformed hotdogs I bought at the butcher's shop for about 35 cents a pound. They looked strange, but they tasted o.k. I'll bet half of you can match me with stories of your early days, and some of you are going through it now.
We had this great big boysenberry bush in the back yard and every night I made cobbler, and the kids thought it was great. Actually, it WAS great.
I'm off to watch two programs at once "The Medium" and "Trading Wives." Somehow, their commercials come at different times so I manage to watch both.I get tired of the medium and her husband arguing about how much time away from the marriage it takes for her to help the police. Enough. And the trading wives idea is just too bizarre to even believe it's real! At least, everyone seems glad to be back together in the end!
Love to all of you,
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| Posted by Ann on Monday, October 03, 2005 at 22:00 |
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| I Chose to Believe |
Dear Friends,
I am so embarrassed, ashamed, angry and sad to find that Karen has spent the last few months taking advantage of people with kind and giving hearts. And I'm horrified that I helped her do that. I had just written to her about an hour ago with some hard questions. I guess our emails crossed because I heard several pops on my computer and there were too short messages from her, telling me she was sorry and that I should go to my Guestbook. I did, and there it was: her confession. After you read these quoted emails, please go to the bottom for the continuation of my post today.
AnnieR37@aol.com wrote: (at 1 p.m. PDT 10/3/05)
Dear Karen,
I guess you have seen the post that the woman from Olympia, Washington put on my Guestbook? I am feeling really concerned now. As I told you, I had someone who lived nearby Fayetteville who was visiting only six blocks away from Dorothy Jeanne Street and your apartment for the last five days who was coming by to bring you groceries and to see how else she could help. She only got as far as the Manager's Office of your apartment complex, but she left her phone number for you or your mother to call so that she could help. Neither of you responded. Didn't you get her message?
I remember your telling me that your brother was moving to Washington State, but it was not in Olympia--it was to a place in North Central Washington, and you were wondering if you could get a nursing home aide job there. But I never did hear what happened about that.
You have told me a lot of things that didnt' quite match up, but I just assumed it was because you were so sick that you got mixed up. I really hate to even ask you about this when you are in so much pain, but all those people who sent money to you are now asking me what the heck is going on? You know that I missed a lot of time writing while I ran around trying to get money to you ASAP, and I sent you a lot of money from me, too.
I have saved all of your emails since last May, as I save all the emails that come to me. Would you have your mother write to me--even if you are too ill to write? As you can see from reading my Guestbook, most readers who post there would be very forgiving of you even if you had stretched the truth, believing that you asked for help because your children needed it. But please let me know what is real and what isn't? I would rather know that you weren't dying and that you fibbed to me than to go on believing you are in terrible pain and your children have nowhere to go. So many people have been praying for you and worried about you.
Worriedly,
Ann
http://www.annrules.com/
Dear Ann,
I posted on your guestbook, awhile ago, before you sent me this email.
Did you read it? I know you must be really upset with me, and I do not blame you.
I'm very sorry for hurting you and making you worry about me. Please beleive that I never intended for all this to happen, and I'm sorry.
Please email me after you read the guestbook.
Karen
Below is an email Karen sent me on Friday, and it was at this point, without reading the post by the woman who blew the whistle on Karen that I began to be really suspicious.
In a message dated 9/30/2005 10:48:31 PM Pacific Standard Time, guitar71us2003@yahoo.com writes:
Dear Ann,
Just letting you know me and my mom and kids are back in Fayetteville staying at my apaprtment. My dad got drunk yesterday and started complaining about the kids being there eating his food, and making too much noise. I know he didn't mean the things he said, it was just the alchohol talking, but I can't let my kids be around that. I'm glad my mom is with me here, at least I am home, and with my mom. I'm blessed to have her help me with things, I also got my 2nd round of chemo friday, and so far it is not as bad as before. I'm going to keep trying to do the chemo until I feel I can't handle it anymore. the kids want me to try, so I'm going to keep trying it. I was reading your blog amd you can give that wonderful lady my address if you still have it, and if anyone has any winter jackets used, that might fit my kids that would be very helpful also. I cant' remember the sizes right now, to much pain meds and groggy from the naseaua medicine, but I will try to email them tommorow.
Goodngiht, and best wishes
Karen and kids
It's Ann back again. Several other posters and I have become concerned lately, including Kelly and some readers who are social workers and in the medical field. None of us wanted to say for sure that we doubted Karen--but she was not as clever about remembering what she had said in earlier posts and emails as she thought, and her house of cards was beginning to tumble. Still we didn't want to come right and accuse someone who might be in terrible pain with only a few months to live. That's why I kept holding back. I sent her a final $100 check because she told me last week they had no groceries. But I would not ask for anything else from you.
Now, it turns out that we were right to doubt her. She didn't seem to know enough about Hospice Care, and she was going into all kinds of stories about some angel of a woman who was going to take her and her kids to a farm where there were horses and wonderful things. Then, suddenly, her mother was back in her life and everything was hunky dory. Her Social Security Disability check was going to take care of her, but then it wasn't enough.
I have done my best, short of hiring a private detective, to check on Karen. I have talked to her on the phone, and to her children. She sent me photos of all of them. And I do believe that she was getting by without much money, but I did that with five kids and so did many of you. Finally, I did have someone go to her apartment house this last weekend to check on her, take her groceries if the story was true or report back to me if it wasn't. She got stonewalled by the management there.
I feel worse about the money that you sent to me to give to her, and I know some of you could ill afford to do that. If you need the money back, please write to me at AnnieR37@aol.com and tell me how much you sent. I know I have a list here of your contributions, too. I will send back your money because I doubt that Karen will. The sad thing is that all of us are going to be less likely to help someone than we were before, so she hurt people she doesn't even know. Maybe she did spend our money on her childrens' clothes and for groceries and school fees. We will never know. I'm glad she's not dying and that her children will still have one parent, but I am chagrinned that she wasn't honest with us.
Please forgive me for being too trusting, and I thank those of you who validated my suspicions. This was a lesson that I wish none of us had to learn. In the end, I guess I'll always want to decide when to give based on humanity and compassion, but I will find a way to check out sad stories.
Here's the last email I sent to Karen Johnson-- or whatever her name is--when she asked me to read her last post about this all being a fraud:
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I read it Karen. The sad thing is is that we would all probably have helped you even if you didn't have cancer. Now, you have made a whole bunch of people think twice before they help someone in real need. I have been suspicious for some time, but tried to give you the benefit of the doubt, not wanting to question someone who might be in pain. I am adding a post to my website apologizing for helping you lure so many people who gave with their open hearts into your scam.
I'm stopping payment on the last check I sent you, so don't try to cash it. You weren't as clever as you thought. Kelly and I both realized that your stories didn't match up. YOu were too agreeable about going to the counselor, your mother's turning around was just too pat, and the story about the farm and the blackberries was over the top.
You have embarrassed me, and that hurts more than the several hundred dollars I sent you, believing in you. No wonder you didn't call the woman who was in Fayetteville with groceries for you. Hope you get that job you wrote about, or was that a lie too? I raised five children alone, and we were hungry a lot. That's why I believed you.
Ann"
I will be following up to see if Karen has been committing a whole fraud/scan business on the Internet. She may have to worry about being arrested and charged with fraud.
All my best,
Ann
P.S. Since some of you may want to talk directly to Karen, here is her email address. I don't think we owe her privacy any longer. Guitar71us2003@Yahoo.com
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| Posted by Ann on Monday, October 03, 2005 at 14:27 |
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| I Chose to Believe Her-WRONG! |
Dear Friends,
I am so embarrassed, ashamed, angry and sad to find that Karen has spent the last few months taking advantage of people with kind and giving hearts. And I'm horrified that I helped her do that. I had just written to her about an hour ago with some hard questions. I guess our emails crossed because I heard several pops on my computer and there were too short messages from her, telling me she was sorry and that I should go to my Guestbook. I did, and there it was: her confession. After you read these quoted emails, please go to the bottom for the continuation of my post today.
AnnieR37@aol.com wrote: (at 1 p.m. PDT 10/3/05)
Dear Karen,
I guess you have seen the post that the woman from Olympia, Washington put on my Guestbook? I am feeling really concerned now. As I told you, I had someone who lived nearby Fayetteville who was visiting only six blocks away from Dorothy Jeanne Street and your apartment for the last five days who was coming by to bring you groceries and to see how else she could help. She only got as far as the Manager's Office of your apartment complex, but she left her phone number for you or your mother to call so that she could help. Neither of you responded. Didn't you get her message?
I remember your telling me that your brother was moving to Washington State, but it was not in Olympia--it was to a place in North Central Washington, and you were wondering if you could get a nursing home aide job there. But I never did hear what happened about that.
You have told me a lot of things that didnt' quite match up, but I just assumed it was because you were so sick that you got mixed up. I really hate to even ask you about this when you are in so much pain, but all those people who sent money to you are now asking me what the heck is going on? You know that I missed a lot of time writing while I ran around trying to get money to you ASAP, and I sent you a lot of money from me, too.
I have saved all of your emails since last May, as I save all the emails that come to me. Would you have your mother write to me--even if you are too ill to write? As you can see from reading my Guestbook, most readers who post there would be very forgiving of you even if you had stretched the truth, believing that you asked for help because your children needed it. But please let me know what is real and what isn't? I would rather know that you weren't dying and that you fibbed to me than to go on believing you are in terrible pain and your children have nowhere to go. So many people have been praying for you and worried about you.
Worriedly,
Ann
http://www.annrules.com/
Dear Ann,
I posted on your guestbook, awhile ago, before you sent me this email.
Did you read it? I know you must be really upset with me, and I do not blame you.
I'm very sorry for hurting you and making you worry about me. Please beleive that I never intended for all this to happen, and I'm sorry.
Please email me after you read the guestbook.
Karen
Below is an email Karen sent me on Friday, and it was at this point, without reading the post by the woman who blew the whistle on Karen that I began to be really suspicious.
In a message dated 9/30/2005 10:48:31 PM Pacific Standard Time, guitar71us2003@yahoo.com writes:
Dear Ann,
Just letting you know me and my mom and kids are back in Fayetteville staying at my apaprtment. My dad got drunk yesterday and started complaining about the kids being there eating his food, and making too much noise. I know he didn't mean the things he said, it was just the alchohol talking, but I can't let my kids be around that. I'm glad my mom is with me here, at least I am home, and with my mom. I'm blessed to have her help me with things, I also got my 2nd round of chemo friday, and so far it is not as bad as before. I'm going to keep trying to do the chemo until I feel I can't handle it anymore. the kids want me to try, so I'm going to keep trying it. I was reading your blog amd you can give that wonderful lady my address if you still have it, and if anyone has any winter jackets used, that might fit my kids that would be very helpful also. I cant' remember the sizes right now, to much pain meds and groggy from the naseaua medicine, but I will try to email them tommorow.
Goodngiht, and best wishes
Karen and kids
It's Ann back again. Several other posters and I have become concerned lately, including Kelly and some readers who are social workers and in the medical field. None of us wanted to say for sure that we doubted Karen--but she was not as clever about remembering what she had said in earlier posts and emails as she thought, and her house of cards was beginning to tumble. Still we didn't want to come right and accuse someone who might be in terrible pain with only a few months to live. That's why I kept holding back. I sent her a final $100 check because she told me last week they had no groceries. But I would not ask for anything else from you.
Now, it turns out that we were right to doubt her. She didn't seem to know enough about Hospice Care, and she was going into all kinds of stories about some angel of a woman who was going to take her and her kids to a farm where there were horses and wonderful things. Then, suddenly, her mother was back in her life and everything was hunky dory. Her Social Security Disability check was going to take care of her, but then it wasn't enough.
I have done my best, short of hiring a private detective, to check on Karen. I have talked to her on the phone, and to her children. She sent me photos of all of them. And I do believe that she was getting by without much money, but I did that with five kids and so did many of you. Finally, I did have someone go to her apartment house this last weekend to check on her, take her groceries if the story was true or report back to me if it wasn't. She got stonewalled by the management there.
I feel worse about the money that you sent to me to give to her, and I know some of you could ill afford to do that. If you need the money back, please write to me at AnnieR37@aol.com and tell me how much you sent. I know I have a list here of your contributions, too. I will send back your money because I doubt that Karen will. The sad thing is that all of us are going to be less likely to help someone than we were before, so she hurt people she doesn't even know. Maybe she did spend our money on her childrens' clothes and for groceries and school fees. We will never know. I'm glad she's not dying and that her children will still have one parent, but I am chagrinned that she wasn't honest with us.
Please forgive me for being too trusting, and I thank those of you who validated my suspicions. This was a lesson that I wish none of us had to learn. In the end, I guess I'll always want to decide when to give based on humanity and compassion, but I will find a way to check out sad stories.
Here's the last email I sent to Karen Johnson-- or whatever her name is--when she asked me to read her last post about this all being a fraud:
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I read it Karen. The sad thing is is that we would all probably have helped you even if you didn't have cancer. Now, you have made a whole bunch of people think twice before they help someone in real need. I have been suspicious for some time, but tried to give you the benefit of the doubt, not wanting to question someone who might be in pain. I am adding a post to my website apologizing for helping you lure so many people who gave with their open hearts into your scam.
I'm stopping payment on the last check I sent you, so don't try to cash it. You weren't as clever as you thought. Kelly and I both realized that your stories didn't match up. YOu were too agreeable about going to the counselor, your mother's turning around was just too pat, and the story about the farm and the blackberries was over the top.
You have embarrassed me, and that hurts more than the several hundred dollars I sent you, believing in you. No wonder you didn't call the woman who was in Fayetteville with groceries for you. Hope you get that job you wrote about, or was that a lie too? I raised five children alone, and we were hungry a lot. That's why I believed you.
Ann"
I will be following up to see if Karen has been committing a whole fraud/scan business on the Internet. She may have to worry about being arrested and charged with fraud.
All my best,
Ann
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| Posted by Ann on Monday, October 03, 2005 at 14:19 |
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| Suspicious Minds |
Hi All,
Still raining in Seattle, and I discovered I have a leak right over one of my desks in my cottage/office. We'll get that fixed!
I read the message from the woman who claims to know Karen's brother, and I ask her to please write directly to me at AnnieR37@aol.com I know that Karen's brother did plan to move to Washington State this last summer, but not to the area where the woman lives. Some things you have to take on faith, and I sincerely hope that believing in Karen has not been a mistake. Having worked on the "Bunco Squad" when I was a police detective, I am familiar with any number of scams that people will attempt to pull. I have never seen Karen, although she did send me her picture and pictures of all the children. I have spoken to her on the phone a few times. However, as I do with anyone or any agency who contacts me about money, I have an on-going check going on their backgrounds, and Karen's profile is not yet finished, although I should know very soon. It would, indeed, be a very sad thing if she is not who she says she is since so many people reached out to her, giving her money that meant they went without something themselves. The majority of the money sent to her came from me, though. So that would be some comfort to me if the accusations against her are true. In a way, I guess I'd rather have the truth be that she isn't desperately ill, and about to leave her children virtual orphans, even if it meant we were deceived. As one poster wrote, Karma does catch up with people. In her last emails to me, Karen has felt really sick and was in pain. And that has haunted me when I wake up at night.
And then, again, the person who wrote "outing" Karen may be the one who lies. One way or the other, I will know this week. And I will tell you the truth. But let's not rush to judgement yet. I really can't imagine that anyone, knowing my connections to law enforcement, would take the chance of breaking the law because she could end up in jail.
Did I already say that Leslie Rule's article will be in the NOVEMBER issue of Reader's Digest? Not in October.
Here are some paragraphs copied from an email I just sent. I repeat it because so many people think my books aren't available if they don't see them on the shelves.
"Every single one of my books is--or will be--available. None of my 25 books are out of print. You can take the titles listed on this website (with the exception of Ann Rule's Omnibus, which was a special printing for one Christmas season of my first three books combined) and go to www.amazon.com or www.barnesandnoble.com and order them on line. Just enter the titles in the search slot. The Plot Thickens is a collection of stories by mystery authors and I think you can order that, too. Worth More Dead won't be out until December 1. Or you can go to any bookstore and order the titles. Just because books aren't currently on the shelves doesn't mean you can't order them. In most cases, they will be ready for you to purchase in less than two weeks.
Do a little detective work at the on-line bookstores and you will be surprised how many of my books you can order and have in your home in about a week. You will need to have a credit card, I think. Also, eBay has many of my books for sale. Just enter my name in the search slot there. Too Late to Say Goodbye, which I'm writing now, is my 26th book."
Back to work on the newsletter now. I'm trying to think of everything you all might possibly want to know and talk about it in there.
Thanks!
Ann
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| Posted by Ann on Sunday, October 02, 2005 at 16:31 |
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| Saturday night |
It's raining, hailing and thundering here, so I won't stay on-line very long.
I was wrong about when my daughter Leslie's article would be in the Readers' Digest. It is in the NOVEMBER issue, which comes out in mid-October in time for Halloween. Hope you will all check it out.
For the gal who asked how I knew that Sheila Bellush wanted me to write her story if she didn't survive the custody battle with Allen Blackthorne: her sister called me and told me that Sheila had asked her to find me if anything ever happened to her.
It's been a long day here, so I'm checking out and going to bed.
Talk to you tomorrow or Monday. Please report on where you see displays of Green River, Running Red in your local stores? I've heard it's selling very well indeed--but I'd like to have reports from all over America!
All my best,
Ann
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