<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533318173033168765</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:15:26.104-07:00</updated><category term='mystery review'/><category term='german shepherd'/><category term='norh'/><category term='murder mystery'/><category term='outer banks'/><category term='nikki leigh'/><category term='lilah and the locket'/><category term='cape hatteras'/><category term='lighthouse'/><category term='fictional character'/><category term='book review'/><category term='north carolina coast'/><title type='text'>Lilah and the Locket</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outerbankslilah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533318173033168765/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outerbankslilah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nikki Leigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00985309338453728557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g229/litekepr/Mizter_Muze_Closeup.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533318173033168765.post-7976170866860316960</id><published>2007-12-17T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:24:43.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nikki leigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lilah and the locket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outer banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='german shepherd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='north carolina coast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cape hatteras'/><title type='text'>Lilah and the Locket</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lilah and the Locket &lt;/b&gt;(Cape Hatteras Series - 1954)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nikkileigh.com/books_4_sale.htm"&gt;Book is now  available. Click to purchase.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-gSRz9BTzU/R4_-kmr9ibI/AAAAAAAAAuA/CGEYwH76lWQ/s1600-h/Leigh_Lilah_Cover3-VP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-gSRz9BTzU/R4_-kmr9ibI/AAAAAAAAAuA/CGEYwH76lWQ/s320/Leigh_Lilah_Cover3-VP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156620003176188338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nikkileigh.com/books_4_sale.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The first morning of  Kristie’s vacation she jogs along the beach with her German shepherd, Lilah. 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&lt;span style="font-weight: 700;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Author's Note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;The Civilian Conservation  Corps work mentioned in this story actually took place. In the 1950's, this work  was completed and the Cape Hatteras National Seashore opened to the public.  Multitudes of people vacation along the Outer Banks of North Carolina each year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;The characteristics the  Outer Banks make it difficult to protect the area from nature. They are  basically a chain of sand bars along the east coast of North Carolina. The  Atlantic Ocean lies on the east and Pamlico Sound lies to the west. At times the  ocean water washes into the sound and back to the ocean. This makes the area  very vulnerable to bad weather and hurricanes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;The beating surf and fierce  undertow cause serious erosion which threatens the coastline. Local inlets shift  from south to north with each passing season. Over the years, especially fierce  hurricanes have closed some existing inlets while they create new inlets.  Hatteras Inlet and Oregon Inlet are the most notable examples. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;People and events from real  life and my imagination inhabit this story. It offers a glimpse into the rugged  coastal experience people enjoy when they visit the Cape Hatteras National  Seashore and the Outer Banks of North Carolina. It also illustrates the changes  in this stretch of coastline in the last fifty years.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: 700;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Prologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Anyone who has read much  non-fiction or history about the Outer Banks of North Carolina should be  familiar with David Stick. He has written numerous books about the region. These  books tell us why this stretch of the eastern seaboard is called the graveyard  of the Atlantic. The reader learns about various events and people over several  hundred years along with his personal experiences living in this picturesque  area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;He is best known as an Outer  Banks historian. Many documentary specials about the area contain at least one  interview with David Stick. In addition to being a renowned historian, he was  also the first licensed real estate broker on the Outer Banks. His company,  Southern Shores Realty, was instrumental in developing the town of Southern  Shores between 1956 and 1970. This is the same town where he served as mayor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;But, was David Stick the  only person in his family to assist in the development of the Outer Banks? If we  research back a little further we learn about his father. David Stick followed  in the footsteps of his father Frank Stick. In 1929, Frank moved to the Outer  Banks. He was an artist and became an entrepreneur on the Outer Banks of North  Carolina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;In the 1930's Frank Stick  knew Dare County was on the brink of bankruptcy. He wasn't the kind of man to  stand back and watch the area go belly up. Love for the area prompted his desire  to discover a way to regenerate the Outer Banks in addition to finding a way to  protect and preserve the natural beauty of the area. Was there a way to bring in  tourism revenue while still being able to preserve the things he loved about the  area?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;One of the biggest problems  on the Outer Banks was transportation and the difficulty in getting from one  area to another. To remedy this immediate problem, better roads and more bridges  were needed. In truth, any paved roads would be a big improvement. Travelers  were met by sandy paths which led in all directions and many went in circles.  Many areas along the lower Outer Banks were isolated from the upper Outer Banks  and the mainland. Bridges were a more effective way to connect the barrier  islands which make up the Outer Banks. Sporadic and slow ferry service could  only transport a limited number of people per day.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;The barrier islands  presented various difficulties. These flat and low-lying sandy islands had no  protection from the rough surf that eroded the sand and would wash out any new  roads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Frank Stick worked with  Washington Baum and they made some progress. Mr. Baum chaired the Dare County  Commission and could help the project. In 1928 a toll bridge linked Manteo and  Nags Head. This allowed people to travel from the mainland to the beach. Soon, a  toll bridge connected lower Currituck County and Kitty Hawk. This provided two  routes for tourist to reach the upper portions of the Outer Banks. Although,  there was still no good way to access the lower section around Buxton, Hatteras  and Ocracoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;In 1933, Frank Stick  unveiled his plan. Cape Hatteras would be the focal point of a National Seashore  that would extend over 100 miles. It would begin just south of the Virginia  state line and extend past Cape Lookout, NC. The small villages scattered along  the coastline would remain separate from the National Seashore. Several wildlife  refuges were located throughout the area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;The first paved highway  would extend the full-length of the seashore and bridges would link the islands  in order for tourists to experience everything the area had to offer. Large sand  dunes could provide protection for a paved road and would be aesthetically  pleasing. Bridges would provide a better way to link the islands. The plan  offered a chance to increase tourism and provide thousands of jobs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;What better time to promote  this idea, than in the middle of a nationwide economic depression? The  government saw the plan as a wonderful way to provide employment for thousands  and they bought existing bridges in the area and removed the tolls. The Cape  Hatteras National Seashore Commission bought land needed for the project. There  was some animosity about how this was handled by people who owned property in  the area which would become the National Seashore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Frank Stick headed various  projects on Hatteras and Ocracoke Islands. One of the first priorities was to  build 115 miles of sand dunes to protect the islands and future roads. The  project required 600 miles of fence, 140 million square feet of grass, with two  and a half million small bushes and shrubs to build the dunes and anchor them  against the forces of nature that would assault them. When the dune line was  complete, they built paved roads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;During this time, the United  States was experiencing a major economic depression. Untold numbers of people  were unemployed in 1932. The people of the United States were desperate for some  relief and they needed to find work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;New York governor Franklin  D. Roosevelt planned to protect the environment, by putting the masses of  unemployed people to work. He called an emergency session of the 73rd Congress  to announce his plan. Thousands of unemployed young men joined the peacetime  army to fight the destruction of our natural treasures. Over three million men  worked on the various projects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Work camps were set up and  myriads of young men traveled to areas of the country for specific types of  work. The Civilian Conservation Corps were born. This story focuses on one  project: the creation of the Cape Hatteras National Seashore in North Carolina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;I've been reading a lot  about how the seashore came into being and it was a fascinating time with a wide  variety of people who were involved. There were different reasons why these  people worked to help the seashore be formed. But, I think that is a story for  another time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Before the project could be  completed, World War II broke out in Europe. The war forced the United States  government to shift its focus. One of the many projects they abandoned was the  Cape Hatteras National Seashore.  The government workers returned to complete  the project in the 1950's.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533318173033168765-4918455611176319049?l=outerbankslilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outerbankslilah.blogspot.com/feeds/4918455611176319049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533318173033168765&amp;postID=4918455611176319049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533318173033168765/posts/default/4918455611176319049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533318173033168765/posts/default/4918455611176319049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outerbankslilah.blogspot.com/2008/01/authors-note-and-prologue.html' title='Author&apos;s Note and Prologue'/><author><name>Nikki Leigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00985309338453728557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g229/litekepr/Mizter_Muze_Closeup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533318173033168765.post-1411691191211139878</id><published>2007-11-16T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:29:07.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nikki leigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lilah and the locket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outer banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='german shepherd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='north carolina coast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cape hatteras'/><title type='text'>Chapter 1 - August 31, 1954</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: 700;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;(August 31,  1954 _ Early Morning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Sunshine glimmered across  the top of the powerful waves that pounded the coastline. Storm clouds scattered  across the rough sky. Lilah, my German shepherd and constant companion,  accompanied me down my creaking steps which led to the beach. Patches of sea  foam mingled with seaweed and crushed shells, collected along the surf line.  Some broken branches littered the beach to the north and the south. Lilah raced  along the ocean's edge and splashed in the churning water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;I jogged beside her, salt  water soaking my legs. The stiff morning breeze was a contrast to the gale force  winds from the night before. Hurricane Carol moved without hurry toward the  North Carolina coast, then blasted past Cape Hatteras overnight. News reports  earlier that morning stated the winds could top 100 miles per hour at the height  of the storm when it reached New England.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Lilah stopped ahead of me  and batted a sand crab with her paw. They danced along the water's edge and I  lowered myself beside a piece of driftwood to watch them play. Lilah's tail  whipped back and forth as she pranced in one direction and then the other. Her  bark blended with the roar of the waves crashing onto the shore. The crab raced  past her and disappeared into the sand. Terns and gulls performed their own  dance overhead. The caw of the birds mixed with the pounding waves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Come on girl." I called to  her, before I stood and resumed my jog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Soon she splashed beside me  and we journeyed closer to the Cape Hatteras lighthouse. A man stood in the  distance, but I couldn't see who it was. As we got closer, he bent over and  poked around the base of a sand dune.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Lilah barked and ran toward  him. He straightened and turned away. When we got closer, I recognized Ben  Mallory from the Park Service project. He was probably checking the sheet pile  groins and the dunes behind the lighthouse. The area was prone to erosion even  though his crews worked to get it under control.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Mr. Mallory." I called out,  but his stocky body moved further away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Lilah ran toward him and  reached his side. She nudged his hand with her nose, but he ignored her. Lilah  barked and continued her attempts to play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Leave me alone." His voice  was impatient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Lilah, come." Patting my  leg, I called to her. "Come." She returned to me and rubbed her cool nose on my  hand. I turned my attention to Ben. "Mr. Mallory, how are you this morning?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;His shoulders sank and he  stood still. "Morning, Miss Connelly." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Did you have any damage at  your camp?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;He looked toward the work  camp and shook his head. "Our main concern was flooding."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Was that what brought you  to the dunes?" I reached for the branch Lilah carried in her mouth and tossed it  toward the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"You're mistaken." His tone  was gruff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Maybe I'd been too far away  to see what he was doing. "I'm sorry. I thought you were checking the dunes." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"We all make mistakes." He  started to walk away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Mr. Mallory, it was good to  see you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;He lowered his head and  mumbled. "Good_bye, Miss Connelly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Sunshine shone through the  remaining gray storm clouds. An early morning news report said the storm was  moving toward New England at forty miles an hour and would make landfall that  evening. Damage around Hatteras was minimal, but the report predicted New  England would have more damage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Lilah dug furiously in the  sand. "Lilah, what are you after?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;I didn't see anything at  first, but then something caught my eye and a scream escaped from my throat. I  regained my composure and shooed Lilah away with my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;I tugged at her collar.  "Lilah, sit." She usually obeyed me, but not that time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;It would be accurate to say  she was like a dog with a bone, but that was too literal for me. She held a long  bone between her teeth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Lilah lay in the sand and  played with it. It would be good to mark the spot where she found the bone and  run home to call the deputy. I tried to get the bone from her, but she held fast  to it and ran down the beach. Her tail wagged from side to side and she ran back  toward me. Lilah dropped the bone at my feet and started to run along the  water's edge.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;I latched a finger under  Lilah's collar. "We need to go home." She tilted her head at me and I patted her  head. "We'll come back, but you will have to stay out of the deputy's way." She  hung her head and her big brown eyes drooped. Did everyone talk to their dogs  like they were human?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;We raced to the house and  ran up the rickety steps with care. Lilah climbed through her doggie door before  I reached the screen door. I went straight to the phone. One ring, two rings,  three rings. Where was the deputy when I needed him? He could be checking for  damage around the island after the storm. Four rings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Hatteras deputy's office."  A familiar voice said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Morning Zeb, is the Deputy  Basnett there?" I grabbed orange juice from the fridge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Morning, Kristie. Deputy  Raymond Basnett headed to the mainland for a couple of weeks. But, Deputy Tucker  is having breakfast in the back." He enjoyed putting me off.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"I wish Deputy Basnett was  here, but I need to talk with Deputy Tucker." I gulped the juice, sat the glass  in the sink and filled it with water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Hold on." That was all he  said before the receiver hit the desk with a clatter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Lilah stood by her bowl,  tilted her head to one side and then the other. She made that familiar noise  that was between a whimper and a growl to indicate she was hungry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;The phone cord kept me on  the other side of the room. "In a minute, Lilah." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"What's important enough to  disturb my breakfast, Kristie?" His words sounded abrupt, but his tone was  playful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Sorry to interrupt, deputy.  Lilah and I ran along the beach this morning and she found something." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Was it something  interesting?" He prompted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"I'm not sure, but it may be  a human femur." I twisted the phone cord around my finger.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Are you sure it's a human  femur?" He sounded intrigued but skeptical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"That's what it looks like,  but I'm not sure. I marked the spot where Lilah found the bone and called you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Where should I meet you?"  The excitement in his voice was obvious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Meet me at the foot of the  dunes behind the lighthouse." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"I'll be there. Don't let  Lilah dig around the area." With that, the phone went dead and I placed the  receiver in the cradle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;I grabbed Lilah's leash,  walked behind her and attached it to her collar. She shook her head and clawed  at the collar with her paw. "This is the only way you can go. You wear the leash  or you stay home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;The struggling stopped and  Lilah sat with her back straight and still. She craned her neck to peer out the  door. People had started to mill around on the beach and she barked at them.  Several neighbors glanced toward my door and waved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"Come on, Lilah." I held my  supply bag in one hand, shoved my floppy straw hat on my head and held her leash  in the hand. I grabbed a small bag of dog food on my way out the door and shoved  it into my bag along with a bowl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;We jogged up the beach until  we reached the spot where Lilah found the bone. After we looked around, we might  need to call Sheriff Frank Cahoon, but that was up to the deputy. Whenever  Deputy Basnett took any time off, Deputy Tucker was sent to us. The Cape had  very little crime so it wasn't a big deal, but I'm glad the deputy was around  that morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;While I waited for the  deputy, I considered Lilah's discovery. The bone looked like a human femur. If I  were right, a dead body might be buried in the sand. It could be the biggest  news to hit Cape Hatteras and Buxton since the crews returned to finish the work  they abandoned almost fifteen years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;It could be a victim from  any of the 1,600 shipwrecks off the coast. The Graveyard of the Atlantic often  washed parts of human skeletons onto our shores. It was more common up the coast  in Salvo, but The Cape got some of the remains. But, I had a feeling this was  different. What an exciting way to start my vacation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;There were also a lot of  shallow graves on Hatteras Island. How many times had people found parts of  skeletons in their garden or flower beds? It could be something totally  innocent, or it could be a mystery. I'd read some books about identifying a  person from their bones. This would be a wonderful chance to use that  information. Was it a man or a woman? Was the person old or young when they  died? The skeleton might be an Indian, or a foreigner. There were so many  possibilities and hopefully we would know soon. But, first we had to find the  skeleton _ if there was one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;The drone of the deputy's  truck engine interrupted my thoughts. He drove along the sandy path that led to  the lighthouse. His face reflected a determination born from years of driving  along our horse and cart trails. These paths were usually no more than a set of  ruts. People on the Outer Banks learned to drive with a purpose and not to slow  down until you reached a safe spot. Deputy Tucker parked with his front tires on  a grassy area near the lighthouse. He climbed down from the truck and sauntered  toward us, the familiar weather_beaten hat perched atop his head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;"What do we have here?" He  said in his no_nonsense way.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;I lowered my voice because  several people walked toward us when they saw Deputy Tucker arrive. "I think  there's a body in the sand." Reaching into my satchel, I withdrew the bone.  "This is what Lilah found." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;At the sound of her name, my  shepherd raised her head and barked. I smiled at her, but turned my attention  back to the deputy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;He turned the bone over and  rolled it between his hands. His brows furrowed. "Did you find anything else?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;I motioned to the marker.  "This is the spot, but I wanted to wait for you." Should I mention that I wanted  to help him?  "I brought my supply kit to help you dig up the body, if there is  one. I'm off from work at the restaurant this week and would like to help." I  raised my eyes to his face. "Especially since Lilah and I found the body." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;He chuckled and clapped my  shoulder. "All right Kristie. We need to cordon off the area and start digging.  Remember, that bone might be the only item we find."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I reminded him, "Or, there  might be a body."&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533318173033168765-1411691191211139878?l=outerbankslilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outerbankslilah.blogspot.com/feeds/1411691191211139878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533318173033168765&amp;postID=1411691191211139878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533318173033168765/posts/default/1411691191211139878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533318173033168765/posts/default/1411691191211139878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outerbankslilah.blogspot.com/2008/01/chapter-1-august-31-1954.html' title='Chapter 1 - August 31, 1954'/><author><name>Nikki Leigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00985309338453728557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g229/litekepr/Mizter_Muze_Closeup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533318173033168765.post-9031621554445082758</id><published>2007-10-17T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:30:00.073-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outer banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='north carolina coast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cape hatteras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery review'/><title type='text'>What People Are Saying...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Lilah and the Locket - Reviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:BernhardFashion BT;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What people are  saying about Lilah &amp;amp; the Locket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoList"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Reviewed by Anne K.  Edwards, New Mystery Reader&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;If you are a mystery fan  who likes sand in their shoes and the sound of waves and the scudding of clouds  just offshore, you should definitely join Kristie Connelly and her dog, Lilah,  as they stroll along the beach.  Of course, your walk would be interrupted when  Lilah turns up a human bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Thus begins the hunt for  the identity of the body buried beneath the sand dunes put up to protect the  island fifteen years ago.  And for the identity of the murderer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The unexpected involves  Kristie on a level she hadn't expected when the body is identified by a  tarnished locket found buried with it.  Old memories bestir themselves and form  links in a chain that leads to the killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Could Lilah's new friend  be involved?  Why does she find him so irresistible?  What does Kristie think of  him? Why does he suddenly appear just at this time?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;These and many other  questions will pull you along as the tension builds.  The motive for murder will  take you by surprise and look out for red herrings dragged across the path.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;A cleverly plotted tale by  talented author Nikki Leigh that provides a pleasant and satisfying read.   Enjoy.  I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.newmysteryreader.com/small_press_mystery.htm#lilah%20and%20the%20locket"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; http://www.newmysteryreader.com/small_press_mystery.htm#lilah%20and%20the%20locket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;On the Outer Banks of      North Carolina, an Oceanside region subject to hurricanes and tidal waves,      the Cape Hatteras National Seashore construction commenced in 1932 under the      auspices of the Civilian Conservation Corps to preserve the area's      topography and wildlife. World War II interfered, but in the 1950's postwar      climate the project was resumed. In August 1954, the Outer Banks have been      fortunately passed over by Hurricane Carol on her way to inflict damage on      the New England coastline. Kristie Connelley, walking her German Shepherd      Lilah near the lighthouse, sees Ben Mallory of the Park Service sifting in      the dunes, but he tries to avoid her.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Then Lilah scents a bone and pulls it out. It could be merely a bone from      one of the 1600 shipwrecks nearby, or it could be evidence in a murder      investigation, one of the few in which the presiding investigator is      assisted by a vacationing waitress and her canine. The primary question is      the identity, and whether the skeleton was placed there recently, or as long      as fifteen years ago, before the CCC renovation work was abandoned. As      Kristie works hand-in-hand with the Deputy and the local doctor, evidence is      uncovered which brings the situation very close to home for Kristie and her      family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Nikki Leigh provides a fascinating story with a tremendous amount of      historical insight. She had me racing along to discover the identity of the      skeleton and to learn how it happened to rest under the dunes. Her inclusion      of a heroine who is self-educated, determined, and curious made the story      that much more exciting. Another true heroine in this story is the Shepherd,      Lilah, for the case would neither have been instigated, nor completed,      without her capable aid. I look forward to more Outer Banks historical      mysteries by this intriguing author. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Overall rating&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;img src="http://www.nikkileigh.com/5hearts.gif" border="0" height="15" width="69" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;Sensuality rating&lt;/b&gt;: Mildly sensual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Reviewer:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Annie - &lt;/b&gt;May 29, 2007 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    &lt;a href="http://theromancestudio.com/reviews/reviews/lilahlocketleigh.htm"&gt;     http://theromancestudio.com/reviews/reviews/lilahlocketleigh.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;The first morning of Kristie’s vacation she jogs along  the beach with her German shepherd, Lilah. At the base of the Cape Hatteras  lighthouse, Lilah finds a human bone below the sand dune. Kristie’s plans for a  quiet week are forgotten as she joins in the investigation. Ocean breezes blow  across the Outer Banks of North Carolina and Kristie uncovers a personal  connection to the murder victim and her locket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;She meets a handsome government worker named Nathan who  is working to complete the National Seashore project in 1954. Do his co-workers  know something about the crime? Will Kristie and the Deputy find the guilty  party? Join Kristie on the rugged shores of Hatteras in the search for a  murderer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="sub"&gt;RRAH's THOUGHTS AND PONDERINGS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;Nikiki Leigh’s new release, &lt;em&gt;LILAH AND THE LOCKET&lt;/em&gt;,  is a mystery set in the beautiful coast of North Carolina’s Cape Hatteras. I  especially loved the location of the story, vacationing there myself, as I found  Cape Hatteras to be a beautiful beach rich in history and bathed in charm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;Although &lt;em&gt;LILAH AND THE LOCKET&lt;/em&gt; is a rather  short read, it accomplishes what Leigh wanted it to do—tell a good mystery story  with interesting characters. While Kristie Connelly was out jogging along the  beach, her dog, Lilah, found a human bone. The discovery of this bone is going  to unravel a fifteen-year missing woman mystery, with an ending that will  surprise you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;I would recommend reading Nikiki Leigh’s &lt;em&gt;LILAH AND  THE LOCKET.&lt;/em&gt; It’s a short read with interesting characters and it takes  place in a beautiful location. 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Even more unexpected - that it  would reopen a twenty-year old family mystery surrounding her father’s sister  Marilyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt; As amateur sleuth Kristie  begins to investigate, she discovers some people aren’t too willing to discuss  Marilyn. What is Janet Jennings hiding? Does Mallory know more than he’s letting  on? How does Nathan fit into the puzzle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Join Kristie and her  four-legged sidekick Lilah as they find new friends, unearth old betrayals, and  discover the truth that’s lain beneath the sand for two decades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Patty  Lunt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;****************&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Garamond;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;This was an  interesting story that painted a colorful picture of Cape Hatteras and the  inhabitants.  Lilah and Kristie are quite a pair and I can see them solving  future crimes. Mystery, romance and suspense are all included in the story.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: 400;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:blue;"  &gt;Officer Mark Kearney, Crime  Prevention Officer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: 400;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:blue;"  &gt;Waynesboro (Virginia) Police  Department&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: 400;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:blue;"  &gt;President, Book 'Em Foundation  - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bookemfoundation.org/" target="_blank" style="color: blue; text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;strong style="font-weight: 400;"&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: none;font-family:Garamond;font-size:12;"  &gt; www.bookemfoundation.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;************&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: 400;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:maroon;"  &gt;Kristie Connelly thought a  week off of work would be relaxing.  That was until her dog, Lilah, found a  human bone on the beach.  Now Kristie is knee deep in a murder mystery that  involves a long lost family member.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:maroon;"  &gt;Lilah and the Locket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;color:maroon;"  &gt;  was a quick read with vivid scenery and a wonderful story backed by true  events.  I liked Kristie's ambition for being a woman of the 50's even though  there wasn't much [leeway for women] of the 50's lifestyle.  Although a  satisfying ending, I craved a bit more of the budding relationship between  Kristie and Nathan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;font-size:10;color:maroon;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Courtney  E. Michel - &lt;a href="http://www.michelfiction.com/"&gt;www.michelfiction.com&lt;/a&gt; - Romantic Suspense For Every Day Of The Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Garamond;font-size:10;color:maroon;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Idle Tuesday - Now Available! (09/05)&lt;br /&gt;Month of Sundays, Book One: Time of Tragedy - Available 12/06&lt;br /&gt;Month of Sundays, Book Two: Hour of Healing - Coming Soon!&lt;br /&gt;All on a Saturday Night - Work in Progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: 700;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;color:maroon;"   &gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;************ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:blue;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:blue;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Lilah and the Locket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  is the heartwarming story of a young woman,  Kristie, and her canine companion.  She is working with the help of local law officials to solve the twenty year old  mystery of her aunt’s disappearance, after Lilah digs up a human bone from  beneath the sand dunes. In the course of discovery, Kristie meets a man who  might share her future, one who might also provide clues to solving the crime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;      As the  story begins, I was drawn into the words, which disappear from the page to play  a movie in my mind. I walked the warm sands along the Outer Banks of North  Carolina of the 1950s, exploring with Kristie and her German shepherd, Lilah, as  she fought to solve the crime and bring the guilty to  justice.                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reviewed by:  P.  June Diehl - Editor, Virtual  Tales: &lt;a href="http://www.virtualtales.com/"&gt;http://www.virtualtales.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE MAGIC &amp;amp; THE  MUNDANE: A Guide for the Writer's Journey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;***********&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;            &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Kristie Connelly frequently walks Lilah along the beautiful North Carolina  beach, but on this particular day, as they stroll toward Cape Hatteras, her  German Shepard unearths something shocking.  After marking the spot where  the grisly find was made, Kristie hurries to contact the local police to report  the incident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;              At the site, Deputy Tucker and  Kristie cordon off the area and carefully continue digging where Lilah dug up  the human leg bone. When they are done, they have recovered a complete human  skeleton.  There is no evidence to identify the remains, but the location  clearlyindicates the person was buried years before. The only piece of evidence  is a locket Kristie finds nestled beneath the human rib.  It strikes a familiar  cord and brings the mystery way too close to home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;              Lilah and the Locket by Nikki  Leigh is a captivating short mystery that will keep you reading until the end.   Ms. Leigh has penned her novella in ‘first person’ and I found it extremely  well-written with descriptive phrases that pulled me into the story and made me  feel as though I was walking on the beach right alongside the characters.  I  haven’t been a fan of novels written in this style, but I believe Ms. Leigh has  changed that for me.  If you are looking for a little mystery based on a  location rich in historical value, then Lilah and the Locket will fit the bill.   The secondary characters lend color to the story, personalize the plot and make  for a satisfying read.  The possibility of a budding romance between Nathan and  Kristie make me hopeful that there will be a continuation on the horizon. (Hint,  hint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Reviewed by Ginger Simpson   -  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gingersimpson.com/" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-decoration: underline;"&gt; http://www.gingersimpson.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;Spice of your life with Ginger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;Historical, Suspense, Time-Travel, Humor…  Ginger does it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;**********&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Little did Kristie know that  her vacation would be such an adventure. When her dog, Lilah, finds a human bone  while cavorting on the beach in the Outer Banks of North Carolina, it is just  the start. When detective work discovers that the body is that of a female  killed fifteen years ago, Kristie joins forces with the local sheriff to find  the guilty party. Along the way, she finds romance in the guise of Nathan, who  is working with a crew to complete the Cape Hatteras National Seashore. Who  committed the murder? And why? And exactly who is the murder victim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a light mystery in the vein of Nancy Drew that moves quickly but  resolutely from digging up the bone to finding the answer. Nikki Leigh has  invented a character who, since the title says Book 1 of the "Outer Bank  Chronicles", we might hear from again. A short but satisfying read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Reviewed by Alice Klein&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.simegen.com/reviews/list/30781.html"&gt; http://www.simegen.com/reviews/list/30781.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;A historical note: In the early 1930’s Dare  County was about to go bankrupt. However, artist and entrepreneur, Frank Stick  masterminds a plan to bring tourism without altering the majestic coastal  landscape. The Cape Hatteras National Seashore in North Carolina was a part of  the preservation of eastern shorelines; starting at the Virginia stateline  descending down towards Cape Lookout, North Carolina. This project is handled by  the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC), which employs many workers that help Mr.  Stick’s vision become a reality. Now, in 1954, the National Seashore Project  continues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Published by Write Word, Inc., Lilah and the  Locket: The Outer Bank Chronicles, Book 1 is a pleasant romantic mystery  although, I am quickly caught up in the imagery of the North Carolina coast  line; Kristie notes the sea foam “collecting along the surf line”, and then  watches “terns and gulls” flying overhead. The mystery is fast paced as the  suspense moves smoothly forward. Deputy Tucker and Kristie’s deductive reasoning  is plausible while following leads, which steers them toward dead ends or  provides a critical piece in the criminal puzzle. Though late in the story,  Kristie and Nathan’s romance burns bright; sweet and charming. The characters  are all amiable, whereas Kristie is convincing as an amateur forensic scientist;  supported by her extensive reading and research into archeology. Nathan is  caring and obviously values family; bringing his quilted blanket along on the  job that his grandmother made for him, long ago. Even the dog, Lilah is  enchanting, licking Kristie’s toes as they relax with Nathan on their first  outing, together. A native Marylander, I can’t wait for the next book in this  ongoing series. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;A dedicated reader, Pamela Jenewein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;a href="http://romanceatheart.com/review/lilahlocket.html"&gt; http://romanceatheart.com/review/lilahlocket.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533318173033168765-9031621554445082758?l=outerbankslilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outerbankslilah.blogspot.com/feeds/9031621554445082758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533318173033168765&amp;postID=9031621554445082758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533318173033168765/posts/default/9031621554445082758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533318173033168765/posts/default/9031621554445082758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outerbankslilah.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-people-are-saying.html' title='What People Are Saying...'/><author><name>Nikki Leigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00985309338453728557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g229/litekepr/Mizter_Muze_Closeup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533318173033168765.post-5382958116495247316</id><published>2007-02-17T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:26:55.696-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outer banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fictional character'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='north carolina coast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cape hatteras'/><title type='text'>An Interview With (the real) Kristie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lilah and the Locket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An Interview with (the real) Kristie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;I thought  readers might like to get a behind the scenes  look and insider information about Kristie from Lilah and the Locket. Kristie  and Nathan are real people and Lilah is their dog. I used information about each  of them to create the main characters in Lilah and the Locket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Kristie agreed to answer some questions for you and I want to  share them. I hope it will give you some additional information about the story  and the main characters in the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Kristie, Nathan and Lilah live in the Shenandoah Valley of  Virginia and they vacation on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. Rachel Deragon,  the artist, who painted the picture for the cover also vacations there. We all  have ties to the area and I feel that makes the story more special to each of  us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:nikki-leigh@excite.com?subject=A%20Message%20about%20Lilah"&gt;Feel free  to drop me a note with your thoughts.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:nikki-leigh@excite.com?subject=A%20Message%20about%20Lilah"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nikkileigh.com/Lilah%20-%20Cropped.jpg" border="0" height="298" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote class="cite" type="cite"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 - You may not know this, but I had an idea for a murder mystery set at    Cape Hatteras for a long time and I thought of that the moment I opened your    entry envelope. This all started because you entered some pictures of your    Shepherd Lilah in a fundraising event that I organized for the Charlottesville/    Albemarle SPCA. Why did you choose the picture of her at the ocean?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 102);"&gt;  We chose the photo at the ocean because she just  loves the beach and water. She goes everywhere with us and this was a picture of  her first trip to the beach. She loves playing in the ocean and digging in the  sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote class="cite" type="cite"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 - I remember the day when I called to tell you that your picture was    chosen for the story. But, I never got to ask what you thought when your    family was chosen for the story.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 102);"&gt; We were thrilled.   Our dog is like a child to us  and to have a story       written that included  all of us was very special.  What a great item to have on our bookshelf.  And  the way the book is written, with detailed about the things we do and the ways  that Lilah acts, it just adds to how special it is to us.  It's something we can  always read and use to remember our special bond with Lilah even long after she  leaves this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote class="cite" type="cite"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 - In order to make the details about the characters more "true to    life", I asked you to fill out character worksheets for each of you. Can you    tell us about filling out the character worksheets for yourself, your husband    and Lilah?  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 102);"&gt;We just tried to be as detailed an honest as    possible.  We really wanted the story to be true to who we are and how we act    and react to different situations.  It's not often you get to have a story    written about you, so we wanted it to be a true reflection of us and our    relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 - In what ways do the characters remind you of your family? Are    there any aspects of the story that are more special to you and Nathan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 102);"&gt;Well, you really took our personalities and put them    on paper and that in it self reminds me of our family.  Even down to the    things that Lilah does on a daily basis, that fact that Lilah really does go    to work with us, and my husband does work in construction.  The interaction    between the myself and Lilah in the beginning of the story is great.  You    really captured the true relationship she has with both my husband and I.  I    also really liked the way you incorporated Nathan and Lilah meeting and the    relationship that develops between Nathan and I from his friendship with    Lilah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote class="cite" type="cite"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 - Are you happy with the setting of the story? If so, why or why not?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 102);"&gt;Yes, we love the setting of the story.  One of our    favorite places to spend time is at the beach.   We are there as often as    possible fishing, playing in the surf with Lilah, and walking the beach.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote class="cite" type="cite"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6 - How do you think you will feel the first time you see the story    about you, Nathan and Lilah in print?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 102);"&gt;I can't wait for that day!  We'll have a lot of    feelings... what you've done by writting this story about us is very special    and something we'll always cherish.  I can't wait to buy copies for my whole    family for the following Christmas.  I'm already getting requests for copies.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote class="cite" type="cite"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 - Did you learn anything about the writing process from this    experience?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 102);"&gt;I learned how important it was to give as much detail    as possible in order to make the story really have a true impact and hold a    special place within us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote class="cite" type="cite"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 - What do you think when you hear that several reviewers were    captivated by the romance between Kristie and Nathan in the story?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 102);"&gt;It's very exciting.  I've never had anything like    this done for me or my family before and to hear that people love the idea,    story, and the relationships that developed make the experience even more    special.  I love that people are interested in the romance between myself and    Nathan.  The way that the relationship falls together in the book is really    cool because Lilah is a very important part of our lives and our romance very    well could have developed in the way it is portrayed in the book.  It shows    what a strong bond the three of us have with each other.  We are ecstatic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;I hope that you enjoyed getting to learn more about how this story came    about and more about the real Nathan, Kristie and Lilah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;Nikki &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nikkileigh.com/Kintner%20Family.jpg" border="0" height="277" width="324" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6533318173033168765-5382958116495247316?l=outerbankslilah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outerbankslilah.blogspot.com/feeds/5382958116495247316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6533318173033168765&amp;postID=5382958116495247316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533318173033168765/posts/default/5382958116495247316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6533318173033168765/posts/default/5382958116495247316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outerbankslilah.blogspot.com/2008/01/interview-with-real-kristie.html' title='An Interview With (the real) Kristie'/><author><name>Nikki Leigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00985309338453728557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g229/litekepr/Mizter_Muze_Closeup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6533318173033168765.post-7034396011532942946</id><published>2007-01-17T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T13:11:42.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outer banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='north carolina coast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cape hatteras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lighthouse'/><title type='text'>Outer Banks Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-gSRz9BTzU/R5AKJmr9iwI/AAAAAAAAAw0/WzonzBM7u3o/s1600-h/Hatteras+Lighthouse+-+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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