Throwback Thursday

 

I believe this week's Throwback Thursday comes from the Ayrshire Post, at the launch of HIS FATHER'S SON, my dad-and-a-lad novel that's dedicated to my son. A follow-up is on the way, completed and awaiting an edit. Marti Driscol is a little bit older and a little bit wiser, but life might not be treating him any kinder in IVORY ELEPHANTS.

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