A wonderful offering of Topeka & Shawnee County Public Library is the Monday Farmer’s Market (8:00 to 11:30 a.m. on Mondays, May 13 through Oct. 7, 2013) where you can find herbs, garden fresh veggies and fruits, bread, fresh cut flowers and plants, and more (even programs such how to make your own kale chips on June 10, 2013 10-10:30 a.m.!). Stop by to stock up on such items and then visit the Cooking Neighborhood for recipe ideas!

Below are a few recommended cookbooks to spark inspiration on using your fresh finds:

• True Food : seasonal, sustainable, simple, pure by Andrew Weil and Sam Fox, with Michael Stebner
• Cooking in the Moment : a year of seasonal recipes
  by Andrea Reusing
• Cooking From the Farmers’ Market by Jodi Liano and Tash De Serio
• Eating Local: the cookbook inspired by America’s farmers by Sur La Table with Janet Fletcher
• Clean Food: a seasonal guide to eating close to the source, with more than 200 recipes for a healthy and sustainable you by Terry Walters
• Blue Eggs and Yellow Tomatoes: recipes from a modern kitchen garden by Jeanne Thiel Kelley

What have you been cooking lately? Let me know below and give others great ideas for Summer meals!

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Fifty years later two Americans, Addison and her husband, Rex, arrive at the same estate, but unknown to Rex, Addison wants to leave America to escape a terrible secret from her past that has come back to her. Feeling secure in her new home, Addison explores the estate and discovers Flora, the orchard, and a cryptic gardener’s notebook. Addison is intent on solving the mystery from the past, until she realizes that her own secrets have found her and risk her marriage and her life.

Years may separate Flora and Addison but Flora’s story becomes part of Addsion’s life in The Last Camellia by Sarah Jio. This novel is suspenseful, romantic, and moves back in forth between Flora’s and Addison’s accounts. Jio is the author of numerous books including Blackberry Winter, The Violets of March, and The Bungalow.

About SpeakEasy

• SpeakEasy is the 2013 Community Novel Project of the Topeka and Shawnee County Public Library. Read more about the project including the premise, behind the scenes, and the book launch party.
• Read online, download to your ereader or listen to the audiobook version.
• A new chapter by a new Topeka author each week at tscpl.org/community-novel.

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Read Online: SpeakEasy Chapter 7 by Janet Jenkins Stotts

Ronni sighed with relief as she heard Charles’ car accelerating out of the parking lot. Of all the things her job required of her, pretending to like Charles was the worst. At first, being back at K. U. and working at the bar had been difficult, but she had quickly adjusted to both. Her classes were more interesting than she expected, and her advisor wasn’t surprised that after a bachelor’s degree in criminal justice, she sought a degree in anthropology. It had, however, taken a discreet phone call from her boss to persuade him to let her pursue her research into how society’s attitudes towards women affected the Prohibition movement. Sometimes, it was hard to remember what she had said and to whom she had said it. Each story was basically the same but tweaked to appeal to the listener. Ronni wasn’t always a good liar, but it was just one of the skills she had learned in her three-month crash-course training for this job. However, Charles was a different matter.

It had taken over three months for him to notice her. During those three months, she had had to abandon her well-cut, professional wardrobe for cheap little short skirts and low-cut tops. She had even become a platinum blonde after she observed his preference for blondes. But all those efforts were nothing compared with what it took to hold on to him. She had wasted a lot of time coming up with legitimate excuses for not sleeping with him, but after a brief and awkward attempt on their first date, he had accepted her cover story about “trouble down there” and never tried to get her into bed again. He seemed happy with kisses and cuddling as long as she was willing to stroke his ego non-stop. While she was relieved at first, the relationship was turning into the Chinese water torture with each baseless compliment and self-depreciatory statement wearing on her self-esteem until she became nauseous each time he called.

She had to keep reminding herself of her mission. She kept a photo of her Grandmother Johnson tucked in the corner of her mirror and forced herself to remember the painful reason she had volunteered to do this. Looking in the mirror at her cheap blonde hair and contacts, which turned her ice blue eyes into an unreal baby blue, she felt like a different person. She hated how the extra twenty pounds she had put on to seem less threatening blurred the contours of her face and the lean, athletic grace of her normal figure. She had to focus on why she was here and what she was doing, telling herself that was all that mattered.

So, why did she feel that Pete could see through all her disguises? Probably, because he wasn’t stupid, like Charles. But was Charles really stupid? Lately his actions had been, well, sly. All these ridiculous “study group” meetings and the phone calls he didn’t want her to hear could be something more serious than another love interest in his life. Tomorrow, she would have to find out what he was up to. It shouldn’t be that difficult -after all, it was just Charles. She went to bed and slept soundly, confident that she had everything under control.

The next morning, she baked some brownies, Charles’ favorite treat, to take to his apartment and soften him up. Usually, after stuffing his face with three or four sugary treats, he would get really sleepy and take a nap for at least thirty minutes. During that time, she could get a look at his cell phone to see who he had been calling. As she was leaving, her cell phone rang, and it was Julia calling. “Hi, Julia. How are you today? I’m sorry I had to run out on you yesterday, but …”

“Hush, now, and listen carefully. I’m sure you remember Nurse Lydia. Well, she was killed today.”

“What? You can’t be serious! Oh, no …”

“Now, listen, Ronni. The police say it was a hit-and-run accident, but I don’t buy it. Even these old ears would have heard the squeal of brakes outside. That means – ”

“Whoever it was didn’t try to stop,” Ronni cut in quickly. “Where are you calling from? Can anyone else hear you or listen in on your line?”

“I’m calling from the phone in my room.”

“Then hang up, and grab that Jitterbug phone you have for emergencies. You know how to answer calls on it, don’t you? Go into your bathroom and turn on the water. Give me the number of your Jitterbug, and I will call you back right away.”

“Okay. I guess I know how to answer a call on that contraption. Let me get my glasses so I can read the number. Hold on.”

After what seemed like an eternity, Julia came back on the line. “Okay, I found them over by the bed. What they were doing there, I don’t know. Then I had to find that damned Jitterbug. Anyway, here’s the number: 555-1342. I’m going into the bathroom. You can call me in a minute or two. It will take me that long to get there.”

By this time, Ronni was in her car with a pan of warm brownies on the seat beside her. She watched the digital clock on her dashboard display slowly count out two minutes. Then, she dialed the number Julia had given her. It rang and rang, but no one answered it. Ronni waited another two minutes and tried again, but no one answered. She finally called Julia’s landline again five minutes later, and a voice she didn’t recognize said, “Room 354, Nurse Paula speaking. How can I help you?”

“I would like to speak to Julia, please,” Ronni said with a sinking feeling.

“I’m sorry, but Mrs. Stanford has had an accident. Are you a member of her family?”

“No, just a close friend. Is she seriously hurt?

“I’m sorry, but HIPPA regulations don’t allow the release of that information to anyone, except those listed on her records. Her granddaughter is on the way now, and I will tell her you called.”

“But she doesn’t have a granddaughter living this close,” Ronni sputtered.

“Nonsense. Her granddaughter is listed as her emergency contact.”

“What is her granddaughter’s name??”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t see how that is any of your business,” Nurse Paula said starchily and hung up.

By this time, Ronni had reached Charles’ apartment complex, and was greeted by a totally unexpected sight. Charles was outside in his shirt sleeves, washing his car. He never washed his car; he had a standing appointment at a detailing service every month, and if it needed a wash before its scheduled appointment, he went to Eagle Car Wash and paid for their most expensive wash and wax. But here he was scrubbing away at the front of his car, and only the front of his car. He tossed the dirty water from his bucket and was heading inside when he saw her. “Oh, hi, Veronica. I – uh – I was just going to get some clean water to do the rest of the car.”

Ronni was sure that hadn’t been his intention, but she didn’t challenge him. She needed to see his cell phone records now more than ever. So she said soothingly, “Charles, honey, I hate to see you get all wet. Why don’t you come inside and have a brownie or two. I baked them just for you.”

This had the desired effect. Charles put down the bucket and unlocked the door to his apartment. Ronni took the bucket from his hand and put it in the hall closet. “You just sit right down here on the couch, and I will bring you some milk to go with the brownies.” She searched for a clean glass in his cluttered kitchen and ended up using a plastic one. She filled it with milk and set it on the coffee table in front of the couch. “Goodness, sweetie, it looks like you need me to give this place a little TLC.”

Charles muttered around a mouth full of brownies, “Yeah, I guess it could use a woman’s touch.”

Ronni picked up a long-sleeved shirt from the clothes that lay scattered throughout the apartment. Out of Charles’ sight, she searched each pocket of each article of clothing she gathered, looking for his cell phone, but to no avail.

Charles called out, “These sure are great, Veronica. I’ll just have another if you don’t mind.”

Ronni said sweetly, “Have all you like, sweetie. I can’t eat them. You know I have to watch my figure.” By this time, she had moved into the bedroom where she struck pay dirt. Charles’ cell phone was charging on his dresser. She tiptoed back into the living room, hoping to find Charles in his typical sugar-stupor, but she was startled to see him standing over her purse with her cell phone in his hand. She walked quickly but quietly up behind him and put her arms around his chest and kissed the back of his neck. Startled, he dropped her phone and knocked her purse on the floor. “Damn it, Veronica. Look what you made me do!”

“Sweetie, I’m so sorry. I just couldn’t resist the urge to show you how much you mean to me.”

“There is a time and place for everything, Veronica, and this isn’t it. I wish I didn’t have to run, but I don’t want to be late for class.”

“I thought your class started at eleven, and it’s only 9:30.”

“I don’t have to explain everything I do to you, Veronica. You know how I hate it when you get all clingy. A man needs his space. I might just have to re-think my big surprise.”

“I’m so sorry; you know how I love surprises. Tell me, pretty please.” Ronni managed to choke out yet another apology. She didn’t know how long she could continue groveling this way.

“Well, okay. Mother wants to meet you, so we are invited to Sunday lunch.” He managed to make it sound as if she had been invited to meet the queen. He looked at her expectantly.

Ronni did her best to appear sufficiently impressed. “Oh, Charles, how lovely! What shall I wear?”

“We will discuss that tonight. You might have to buy something new. Bye.” And with that, Charles left. He seemed distracted. This was the first time he had ever left her alone in his apartment. Not only that, but his cell phone was still charging in the bedroom. She locked the door and picked up her cell phone and everything that had spilled from her purse. Then, she walked quickly back to his bedroom and hung up the rest of his clothes. She was dying to see what was on his phone, but she had to have everything straightened up, just in case he returned and wondered what she had been doing. She made his bed, hating to touch his sheets which felt and smelt like they had been there way too long. Finally, she allowed herself to grab the phone and check its contents.

The first thing she checked were the names and numbers of all the calls he had made or received. She noticed one number dominated all the others – Mother. The pattern was interesting. Mother would call, and it was usually a very brief call, twenty seconds or less; probably just long enough to leave a message. Then, Charles would return the call, and these calls lasted much longer, but as far back as she could check, there was no instance in which he initiated a call to his mother without her calling first. While she scrolled through his call history, trying to guess what this pattern meant, she suddenly noticed that the number his mother called from was very similar to Julia’s number. The area code and the first four numbers were exactly the same – just like in a large business, such as a nursing home. Surely, that couldn’t be a coincidence? She dialed the number and waited as it rang four times. An authoritative woman’s voice said, “Charles, how many times have I told you to wait for my call. Charles…?”

Ronni hung up the phone. That proved that it was Charles’ mother’s phone, but not where she was. Suddenly, she heard feet pounding up the stairs to the apartment, and Charles was alternately banging on the door and fumbling with the lock. Ronni erased the call quickly and completely, going beyond the simple “delete” just in time as Charles burst into the apartment. She forced a relieved smile onto her face and said, “Oh good. You came back for it. I know how paranoid you are about your phone, and I wanted to bring it to you, but I didn’t know where you were.”

Charles’ eyes were wary, but his stance became more relaxed. “I’m not paranoid, merely careful. Why didn’t you leave immediately? You know I don’t like people snooping around my place.”

“Oh, Charles, I never snoop,” Ronni quavered. “I just wanted to surprise you after you gave me such a nice surprise. I was starting to give this place a thorough cleaning.”

“About time, but I have explained to you several times why I don’t want anyone in my apartment when I’m not here. So grab your purse, and let’s go.”

Ronni was happy to leave. She felt an increasing uneasiness over Julia’s accident and the identity of her granddaughter. She knew she had to go to Topeka and try to see Julia today, but first she had to find her. Sitting in her car, she Googled both Topeka hospitals and entered them in her phone’s address book. Then she called each one and asked if Julia Stanford was a patient; they both said there was no one by that name currently a patient. Ronni was relieved; that probably meant that it wasn’t a serious accident. Julia was probably still at the nursing home, and she intended to see her today even if she had to… to… to what? What could she do? Ronni didn’t have a plan, but she started the car and drove to the turnpike entrance. She trusted that she would figure something out between Lawrence and Topeka.

When she collected her ticket and accelerated down the ramp, her mind was still fully occupied with different scenarios she could try to gain entrance to the nursing home and see Julia. The eighteen-wheeler truck entered the turnpike behind her. The truck moved into the left hand lane and pulled up beside Ronni’s car. Charles would have been proud that she noticed the truck had no logo or name displayed either on the cab or the container. He was always chiding her to be more observant. He was clueless about how much she actually observed his activities. The truck inched closer and closer to her car, gradually forcing Ronni onto the shoulder of the road. She fought to maintain control, but she was rapidly approaching an underpass and the end of the shoulder. Ronni slammed on the brakes, and the car began to fishtail wildly.

Have hands-on experiences with diggers, loaders and an excavator simulator that lets you dig a virtual ditch in less than two minutes. Play in layers of soil and learn to plant a seed. Meet some live worms and taste some edible ones – Ewwww! Find out about underground safety that could help you with your outdoor projects.

The schedule of all our SummerFest events can be found in the June/July edition of Library News. Pick up a copy at the library, look for it in the mail or read it here.

When you sign up for summer reading, your kids will really dig exploring stories, meeting new friends and reaping the rewards of reading. Visit summerfest.tscpl.org to register to read or pick up a paper reading tracker at the library. Summer readers earn rewards like free bowling passes and chocolate – plus sharper reading skills to impress teacher when school resumes. There are age-based programs to fit everyone in the family and great grand prize drawings. You could win an ereader.

SummerFest programming and prizes are sponsored by The Friends of the Library and many community partners who make this reading initiative possible. Dig into Reading program partners are: Murphy Tractor, North Central Kansas Tech College, Shawnee County Soil Conservation District, Shawnee County Extension Master Gardeners, Shawnee County 4-H, Kansas One-Call.

The library will be closed May 28 in observance of Memorial Day, but we’re always open at www.tscpl.org and customers can sign up for summer reading there. Just click the “SummerFest” button.

Library hours are Mon. through Fri. 9 am to 9 pm, Sat. 9 am to 6 pm and Sunday 12 pm to 9 pm.

“I’m so proud of you” – This is especially a favorite when she wakes up, although I have no idea why. She’ll just roll over and say she’s so proud of us. She also says it a lot when I come home from work. I’m betting she thinks this is another way of saying she loves us – at least that’s what I hope.

“I love it” – There’s a lot of love to go around in my daughter’s world. She says she loves things she really does love, but she also tells you she loves things she doesn’t like at all.  Such as certain kinds of food. I’ve told my wife she likes those foods from a distance – looking at them is fine, tasting not so much. I’m also an Iowa Hawkeye fan, and have taught her how to recognize a Tigerhawk, so now whenever she sees one she says “Hawkeye, I love Hawkeye!” I’m a very proud father.

“Deeeelicious!”  - She used to say this quite a bit, but not as much anymore. Every once in a while, however, if she’s really enjoying her food, it’ll come out and it sounds so cute.

“Fanks” – Otherwise known as “Thanks”, but it usually comes out with an f or ph sound. Right now just a cute mistake, as she’s started saying it more with a th, but one we think is adorable.

“It’s not a toy” – The best part of this is that it almost always is a toy. Of course, we’ve said this to her when she’s messing with things she shouldn’t be getting into.  But now she says it to us when we’re down on the floor with her playing with her toys.

“You do?” – This is something she’s started saying recently. If we tell her something she says this with a big uplift in tone on the “do” – like she’s really surprised that you’re telling her that. And it doesn’t really matter if you’re telling her that you have to do something. I could tell her Mommy’s at work and she’ll say it. In context or out, it’s pretty cute.

“So cute” – As with love, there’s a lot of cuteness in my daughter’s world as well. This is almost always in the proper context, but the way she says it is what makes it “so cute”.

“I was really crying!” – This is said as a general update for us after a temper tantrum. Just in case we missed all the screaming and tears that happened 20 seconds ago.

“What are you doing, Honey?” – This is another new one that has recently come out of the blue. Actually she’s started calling my wife and I honey in other contexts as well, but it’s usually when she’s trying to find out what we’re doing. Nothing like having a two year old call you honey. Actually it’s wonderful.

“Maybe later, Not really, Not today, Never Never” – Oh, the many different ways to say no. It’s especially humorous when we say “Let’s change your diaper”, and she says “Not today”. Or “Do you want some orange juice?”, and she says “Never, never”.

What fun things has your baby or toddler said or done? Whatever they are, be sure you keep a record of them, whether through pictures, videos, journaling, scrapbooking, etc. Here are some books in our collection that might give you some ideas on how to keep track.

Scrapbooking Baby’s Cherished Moments: 200 Page Designs by Rebecca Carter

Scrapbook Storytelling: Save Family Stories and Memories with Photos, Journaling, and Your Own Creativity by Joanna Slan

	1  DEAD EVER AFTER, by Charlaine Harris. The telepathic waitress Sookie Stackhouse searches for the truth about the death of the former barmaid Arlene.
	2  SILKEN PREY, by John Sandford. Lucas Davenport is drawn into the investigation of a Minnesota political scandal and the disappearance of an operative.
	3 12TH OF NEVER, by James Patterson and Maxine Paetro. One week after the birth of her baby, Detective Lindsay Boxer must return to work to investigate a string of grisly murders; a Women’s Murder Club novel.
	4  THE HIT, by David Baldacci. The government hitman Will Robie uncovers a serious threat as he attempts to take out a fellow assassin who has gone rogue.
	5  A STEP OF FAITH, by Richard Paul Evans. In the fourth book of the “Walk” series, Alan faces new challenges on his walk to Key West.
	6  A DELICATE TRUTH, by John le Carré. A young man investigates a private-public antiterrorist operation, supposedly a great success but actually a disaster.
	7   WHISKEY BEACH, by Nora Roberts. A former criminal attorney who has been acquitted of his wife’s murder retreats to his family estate on a rocky New England cliff, where he is comforted by the house’s caretaker amid continuing danger.
	8  GONE GIRL, by Gillian Flynn. A woman disappears on the day of her fifth anniversary; is her husband a killer?
	9  DADDY’S GONE A HUNTING, by Mary Higgins Clark. Two sisters are threatened by a dark secret from their family’s past.
	10   ROBERT B. PARKER’S WONDERLAND, by Ace Atkins. Spenser uncovers plans to build a huge casino north of Boston; a continuation of the series by Parker, who died in 2010.

NonFiction

	1  HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY, by Phil Robertson with Mark Schlabach. The Duck Commander pays tribute to “faith, family and ducks.”
	2   LEAN IN, by Sheryl Sandberg with Nell Scovell. The chief operating officer of Facebook urges women to pursue their careers without ambivalence.
	3   LET’S EXPLORE DIABETES WITH OWLS, by David Sedaris. Essays from the humorist on subjects like French dentistry and a North Carolina Costco.
	4   COOKED, by Michael Pollan. The writer masters recipes and argues that regaining control of cooking will make Americans healthier.
	5   DAD IS FAT, by Jim Gaffigan. Life with five kids in a two-bedroom New York City apartment.
	6  WAITING TO BE HEARD, by Amanda Knox. Knox, who was convicted of the murder of her roommate in 2009 when she was an American student in Italy, a conviction that was overturned in 2011, tells her story.
	7  THE DUCK COMMANDER FAMILY, by Willie and Korie Robertson with Mark Schlabach. Behind the scenes at the A&E show “Duck Dynasty.”
	8  OBSESSED, by Mika Brzezinski with Diane Smith. The “Morning Joe” co-host discusses the obesity epidemic and her own struggles around food.
	9  BUNKER HILL, by Nathaniel Philbrick. Eighteen months in pre-Revolutionary Boston, and the events leading up to the Battle of Bunker Hill.
	10   KEEP IT PITHY, by Bill O’Reilly. A “highlight reel” of previous writings, updated, from the host of “The O’Reilly Factor.”

How long did you stand in line before you got your diploma?

Now, let’s speed things up a bit.
You’ve worked hard, for many years, to achieve this moment. You and your colleagues are in your robes, and those ill-fitting mortarboard hat things, and you’re all in line. Your family and friends are in the audience, waiting to cheer for you when your name is read and you walk across the stage to receive your diploma. The music starts, and of course, it’s Edward Elgar’s “Pomp and Circumstance March No. 1“. Your administrators, teachers, and fellow students begin to march to your seats. And let’s face it: this process Takes. For. Ever. 
The video I linked to is a performance by a full orchestra. These kids are doing a nice job with this piece, even with the little blue lights in the audience. This was a concert, not a graduation ceremony, so the kids could just play the piece. Often, because schools have a lot of people to get to the seats, the music goes back and repeats the main sections as many times as needed to get everyone in their places. It goes on. And on again. And on. And it’s usually not an orchestra, because they’re too expensive. It’s usually an organist.
I know many people like organ music. I confess, I find it tedious. Especially over and over.  I know many people favor tradition over shaking things up. But let’s think about what’s really important here. You, your family and friends, did not come to this event to hear an organ recital, especially a repetitive one. They came to celebrate this major accomplishment. Your graduation. Your transition from a student to a young professional. You, starting a new life.
So, I offer this modest proposal: Do the processional march to a different tune.  Let’s not drag this out.
Envision this: everyone marching into the auditorium to Edvard Grieg’s “Hall of the Mountain King” from Peer Gynt. This performance is two minutes and 33 seconds. It starts out slow, for the senior members of the faculty and administration to get to their seats, then speeds up as the junior faculty and students start to come in. Everyone could be in their assigned places, ready to be seated, and you only have to play the piece once. The climax is self-explanatory. Everyone clearly knows when it’s over and it’s time to sit down. It would be choreographed beautifully, dramatic, and much more exciting than Elgar.
And NOW, we proceed to the event we came to celebrate: the accomplishment of four (or more!) years of hard work, hard study, and this major transition in your lives: moving from the status of a student to a colleague. Your teachers have acknowledged you as ready to move out into the world. They have spent these years showing you wonderful things. Now it’s your turn to show them wonderful things. Start it off with some flair.

Come to the library and listen to home-brewers from the Greater Topeka Hall of Foamers, a local brewing club, as they discuss different aspects of home-brewing. In April we listened as they presented a basic session on how to get started. Plan attending every third Thursday through July to hear about other advanced brewing topics 7-8:30PM in Marvin Auditorium. Come to the presentations even if you are a beginner because as one of the experts said last night you will learn more by connecting with others and learning from each other’s experiences.

Let’s Make Beer: All Grain Brewing
June 20, 2013 7-8:30PM Marvin Auditorium 101B
Combine cooking and crafting by learning how to make your own beer at home as home-brewers discuss the advanced all-grain brewing technique.

Let’s Make Beer: Mead and Beyond
July 18, 2013 7-8:30PM Marvin Auditorium 101C
Combine cooking and crafting to express your individuality and create your own special beers at home. A home-brewer discusses how to create advanced creations, such as meads.

What is your favorite style of beer? Let me know below! In the meantime, find these books at the library to enjoy and expand your experience in the Cooking Neighborhood.

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Thad Hartman and Lissa Staley host a roundtable discussion with our guests around an engaging and interesting topic — Great Summer Reads!

Listen now, download the mp3, or subscribe to “Hush: a podcast from your library” through iTunes.

Great Summer Reads

Our guests this episode include Kathy Jennings, Stephanie Hall, Kelli Smith, Brian Adams and Cadie Maas to share their recommendations for great summer reads.

Books mentioned

Check out these great books and more from http://catalog.tscpl.org

• Ordinary Grace by William Kent Krueger
• Paris by Edward Rutherford
• Mary Coin by Marisa Silver
• Bright Forever by Lee Martin
• Island of the Sequined Love Nun by Christopher Moore
• Pulp Detective Fiction like the Hard Case Crime series
• Downloading audiobooks from the library’s Overdrive service http://ebooks.tscpl.org
• Corralled by Lorelei James # 1 in the Blacktop Cowboys series
• Saddled and Spurred by Lorelei James #2 in the Blacktop Cowboys series
• Flat-Out Sexy by Erin McCarthy # 1 in the Fast Track Series
• Hard and Fast by Erin McCarthy # 2 in the Fast Track Series
• Audiobooks by Rachel Gibson
• The Reluctant Assassin by Eoin Colfer
• Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card

 Your turn to talk

If you have questions, comments or suggestions for future topics please comment on our blog post or send us an email at podcast@tscpl.org.