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When Charlemagne (the pup) vanishes to uncover a lottery ticket alongside the road, Sally embarks on a tangled quest to reunite the ticket with its rightful owner. But time is ticking, and a mysterious, determined thief is hot on her trail. Will Sally and Joan crack the case before the ticket—or she—expires? Should she just cash it in and keep it for herself? What’s an 87-year-old spunky woman to do?

Get ready to embark on a whimsical and mysterious journey with Sally, a woman who has always been pet-free, as she grapples with the unexpected appearance of a black and white billy goat in her dooryard. This goat has no intention of leaving and becomes a constant and quirky presence in Sally's life, pushing her beyond her comfort zone and into world of goat-related antics and misadventures.

Join Sally and Rodney on an out-of-this-world adventure as they team up with the enigmatic alien, G0ld3n$SunSat (Gordy Gordon), who crash-landed on Sally's igloo roof in a desperate bid to save his lost love Carmen (C133klmnop). Armed with a crucial energy cell and a pet rock with homing chip, Gordy must navigate Earth's treacherous terrain to reunite with Carmen before it's too late. Sally must convince her skeptical village of mystery solvers of the unbelievable truth before the clock runs out or go it alone.

Nope! Guess again. This is not an audiobook of recipes for sourdough. Neither is it an audiobook on a new fad diet. It is, instead, an audiobook about sourdough - what it is, who it's for, where it lives, how to create it, when it was discovered, and why we need it. It does include a sprinkling of recipes to get you through the gate of the vast and confusing world of sourdough. Do you want quick, easy, healthy, and yummy bread products? Go with simple wild yeast sourdough. Do you want to start a club? Here's how to grow big and share. Do you want to set it and forget it? Here's how...

Under the dingy, tattered overalls and threadbare red flannel shirt. Within the gray head that sports a wash-n-wear perky haircut. And inside the barn boots covering two pair of fluffy socks lives a little old lady who is a magnet of mysterious misadventures. Her name is Sally Newton-Forester. She is better known as Sally the Loner. These are her stories.

That Sally the Loner would be at an ice cream social is surreal. But when she turns her van around to go to an ice cream social, it becomes a phantasmagoric moment for the record books.

Outside the door of her quaint little igloo in the desert, she encounters the most unexpected visitor - an orange tabby cat like no other. But here's the twist: Sally insists she has no pets! Meet Spaghettio, the mischievous cat with an agenda that keeps Sally on her toes. As the cat's relentless pursuit chases her back into the safety of her home, Sally's world transforms into a captivating mystery.

In The Secrets of the Tainted Trough, imagine waking up from a nap to see a donkey and a horse peering through the screen door, both desperately thirsty. Would you give them a drink? And then what? Sally, an energetic 87-year-old woman, faces this exact dilemma. Intrigued by the animals, she decides to investigate why they keep returning to her property. What she discovers shocks her to the core - their water trough is contaminated with a body. But whose body is it? And how did it end up in the water trough?

How many bodies does it take to jump-start the recovery of Elaine, the Hoarder? “It depends,” says Joan Freed, the rebel life coach, “on the variables, like which corpse - if any - is the cause of the hoarding.” This spiraling, hoarding, self-help mystery starts at Oak Flats Campground - east of Phoenix, Arizona. It quickly moves to Wellton - east of Yuma - where Joan is greeted by Elaine, a gray haired dumpling of a woman, and several years of saving "stuff" spread over 20 acres.

What’s worse? Frying your brains all summer in the desert? Or paying the toll to stay cool in the north? What’s the toll? Helping three ghostly women solve their own murder and escape their confines.

What could be more devastating than losing your job of 27 years to demolition? What if you were to have your car stolen and wake up to your dead grandma yanking you out of your burning house on the same day—on your 63rd birthday? It all happened to Azalia Ralston. A seemingly gray-haired, blue-eyed 5-foot-tall perky waitress who snaps gum and sarcasm at the Greasy Spoon Diner since forever.

Bobby is confident his surprise installation of artificial intelligence into Alliwicious will please Gram Sally. But he didn’t have time to educate her about AI. Or about her new and improved man-doll named Alliwicious.

What’s worse? Getting shipped off to an Alzheimer’s Care Center where nobody will listen…or being kidnapped by your rescuer? Introducing Joan Freed’s 87-year-old spunky Aunt Sally and her sidekick they call the Sourdough Kid.

Mix Joan Freed - the rebel life coach - and Jenny, her identity-shifting friend. Add a flaky writer who is a crackerjack geologist wannabe, who is - or is not - an unmarried widow, who is - or is not - a client. Attempt to toss them into an active volcano in the Ring of Fire – Mt. St. Helens, specifically, and what do you get? You get a life-changing mysterious adventure about volcanoes, obsidian, garnets, and people.

The rules state contestants must be 18-years-old. Bobby is 12 years old, going on 32. His father has vanished. His mother is rehabbing after being run over by a boulder.

The body wedged in the doorway, floating on a pool glass shards and red liquid, was very much alive. But the body laid out under a palo verde tree in my retention pond was very much dead. The live body wedged in the doorway was blinded in the line of duty, living a demoralizing life of forced retirement with no enemies and no hope. The corpse under the Palo Verde tree was a county code enforcer with a plethora of enemies - and I was the targeted fall gal for the murder. A cozy mystery set in the desert southwest that started as two women on an adventure.

Have you ever felt like you have to don your Yosemite Sam persona to protect your home from marauders? But not because you flaunt and hoard treasure. Oh no. It’s because the marauders aren’t in it for the loot alone. The marauders get their kicks from breaking and turning everything in their path inside out. It’s like they get their jollies from turning tidy, functional, and organized needs into heaps of trash. The cost in dollars, time, and outside help to repair and replace what these yahoos tear apart is more than Sally can manage at 87 years old.

When Charlemagne, Bobby’s pup, roots out a mega lottery winning ticket, the mysterious misadventures begin.

What if your 12-year-old grandson’s fingerprints turned up in a missing person’s database? What would you do? Would you investigate? Or blow it off as a blip in cyberspace?

Two women lay sprawled in front of my truck. They are very dead. Queenie sits like a statue on the passenger side of my vintage Chevy pick-up, looking like the circus fat lady that she thinks she is - but she's not laughing. I am on sabbatical in the Kaibab National Forest, feeding my own free spirit with life-changing time by myself, much needed and anticipated after my last exhausting coaching case.