The Nosy Neighbor

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Lucy Baker walks away from her high-flying legal career when she successfully defends yet another heinous criminal. Almost a year after her life-changing decision, Lucy has never been happier. Leaving New York City for the suburbs, tending her garden and her dog, Lucy is making future plans with her fianc?, Jonathan St. Clair ? and getting acquainted with her neighbors, including the handsome, exasperating one next door, Wylie Wilson. But when FBI special agents confront Lucy with shocking revelations about her ...

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Overview

Lucy Baker walks away from her high-flying legal career when she successfully defends yet another heinous criminal. Almost a year after her life-changing decision, Lucy has never been happier. Leaving New York City for the suburbs, tending her garden and her dog, Lucy is making future plans with her fiancé, Jonathan St. Clair — and getting acquainted with her neighbors, including the handsome, exasperating one next door, Wylie Wilson. But when FBI special agents confront Lucy with shocking revelations about her fiancé's secret double life, everything about her husband-to-be is cast in suspicion. Recovering from a freak accident that has left her with a heightened sense of intuition, and getting closer than she ever dreamed to Wylie, Lucy must determine who to trust — and fast, before someone breaks down her defenses and targets her....

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"Fern Michaels's characters are real and endearing, her prose so natural that it seems you are witnessing the story rather than reading about it."

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"Fern Michaels's characters are real and endearing, her prose so natural that it seems you are witnessing the story rather than reading about it."
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Meet the Author

Fern Michaels
New York Times bestselling author Fern Michaels has a passion for romance that stems from her other joys in life-her family, animals and historic homes. She is usually found in South Carolina, where she is either tapping out stories on her computer or completing some kind of historical restoration.

Biography

Born Mary Ruth Kuczkir in Hastings, Pennsylvania, Fern Michaels was married and the mother of five before she embarked on her long, successful writing career – a career that began with something midway between a challenge and a command. When her youngest child went off to kindergarten, Michaels's husband imperiously ordered her (in just so many words) to get off her ass and get a job. Long years in the domestic trenches had left her short on marketable skills, so she decided trade off her lifelong love of reading and write a book. Just like that. The domineering, unsupportive husband is history. And Michaels has gone on to pen bestselling romance after bestselling romance. Just like that..

With typical modesty, Michaels does not claim to be a great writer; however, she admits proudly to being a born storyteller. Her bulging bookshelf proves she is all over the map, producing with equal facility hot historicals, lighthearted contemporary capers, adrenaline-laced thrillers, and heartwarming tales of family and friendship. She is especially adept at writing stories about women who prevail in hard times – a reflection, perhaps, of her own struggles in her marriage and early career.

Raised to believe that the fortunate in life have an obligation to give back, Michaels devotes a lot of time to philanthropic concerns. She has established a foundation that grants four-year scholarships to needy students and has set up pre-schools and daycare centers for single mothers. She is also an avid animal lover and has been known to own as many as five dogs at a time.

In 1993, Michaels picked up stakes and moved from her home in New Jersey to a 300-year-old plantation house in Charleston, South Carolina. She and the dogs share the house amicably with a friendly ghost whom Fern has dubbed Mary Margaret. In addition to stopping clocks and moving pillows from room to room, Mary Margaret has been known to occasionally leave flowers on Michaels's nightstand!

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Michaels confesses in our interview: "I'm a junk food junkie and a chocoholic. My desk drawers have more junk food in them than paper and pens. I chomp and chew all day long. At night I get up and eat Marshmallow Fluff right out of the jar. In between eating, I write."

Her first "sort of, kind of job" was in market research. Michaels recounts the gig's low-point in our interview: "I had a partner and we were testing a new pressurized drain cleaner. All you had to do was put this can in the drain, squeeze and supposedly the drain would open right up. It did, all right.

"The whole wall collapsed, and stuff that was in there for a hundred years flew everywhere. The lady didn't tell us the drain backed up to her kitchen drain and disposal. The company didn't care that we smelled like a sewer or that our clothes were ruined. The lady got a new bathroom, and we both got fired."

Michaels reveals some of her sources of inspiration: "Inspiration comes from everywhere. The title for Finders Keepers came from a cartoon with two chipmunks that my grandson was watching. I had a title but no story. I finally came up with one to fit that wonderful title.

"Names for characters sometime come from television. I had a character named Metaxis which is odd to begin with. There is a news anchor on T.V. who has that same last name. Sometimes it will just be a word someone says in passing, something I read or saw. There's no rhyme or reason to it. It's almost like, okay, I need something here, stay alert and it will happen."

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    1. Also Known As:
      Mary Kuczkir
    2. Hometown:
      Summerville, South Carolina
    1. Education:
      High School

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The Nosy Neighbor


By Fern Michaels

Pocket Books

Copyright © 2005 MRK Productions, Inc.
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0-7434-7749-9


Chapter One

Six Months Later

Lucy Baker shoved her tennis racquet into its case, waved to her tennis partner, and proceeded to jog across the high school field to the track where she would run her daily five miles. A roll of thunder caused her to pick up her feet and sprint. When she reached the track, she tossed her canvas bag onto the bleachers and took off running.

Tennis, and a five-mile run every day regardless of the weather, had became a routine for her in the six months since she'd stopped practicing law.

Lucy kept one eye on the threatening thunderclouds overhead and the other on the track. She picked up her speed, not wanting to get caught in a thunderstorm. Off in the distance she could hear hard, rolling thunder, which seemed to be getting closer. One more lap to go. If she pushed it into high gear, she could pass the other runners, who looked like they were dragging. It was always this way on the last lap, she thought smugly.

She loved passing the muscle boys, shouting out words of encouragement. They were slugs compared to her. In all fairness, not that they needed to know, she'd run track in high school as well as college. She'd hurdled, too. Best on her team. She had the medals to prove it. Of course, they were locked away in one of her trunks. One didn't show off medals. At least she didn't. It was enough for her that she'd earned them, had them, and could look at them anytime she wanted to. Sometimes she needed to remind herself that at one time she'd been the best of the best.

Her coaches had said she was good enough to go to the Olympics. She had thought so, too. But life got in the way, and she'd had to bow out. She didn't have any regrets. Taking care of her mother during the last two years of her life had been more important than bringing home the gold.

Lucy whizzed past the bleachers at the south end of the track. She couldn't help but notice two men in dark suits, their arms crossed over their chests. She wondered which one of the guys on the track they were waiting for.

Sweat dripped down Lucy's face, soaking the tank top she was wearing. Her muscular arms glistened. She was hurting. She'd pushed too hard, too fast on her last lap. "No pain, no gain," she muttered over and over as she flew down the track. She saw the bleachers beckoning her. For one wild moment she thought she was at the wrong end of the track when she saw the two men approaching the north side bleachers. They must have run at her own speed to get there at the exact moment she came to a stop, bent over, with the palms of her sweaty hands on her knees as she took deep breaths. They looked as if they were in great physical shape under their dark suits. She wondered again who they were waiting for.

When her breathing was almost normal, she walked over to the end of the bleachers away from the men and did leg stretches. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see them approaching her. Lucy looked around to see if anyone was paying attention. Her heart kicked up a beat. This was suburbia, nothing happened in suburbia.

Lucy was about to reach up to the second row of seats for her gym bag when one of the men handed it to her. "Lucy Baker?"

"Yes. I'm Lucy Baker." She waited. They could have passed for twins. Frick and Frack. Yin and Yang.

"Special Agent Harry Conover. This is my partner, Larry Smith."

"What does that mean? Special agents of what?" She could feel an itch settle between her shoulder blades.

"We're from the Federal Bureau of Investigation." Two badges were suddenly shoved under her nose. Lucy backed up a half step and reached for the men's credentials. She read them carefully before she handed them back. She waited, her heart thumping inside her chest.

"We'd like to talk to you for a minute."

Lucy looked up at the darkening sky. She could still hear the thunder, now directly overhead. It sounded more ominous for some reason. "Why? I haven't done anything wrong. I pay my taxes on time and never cheat. I never even got a parking ticket. It's going to pour in another minute. Like I said, why?"

"We could sit in our car and talk."

Lucy snorted. "I-don't-think-so!" No sooner were the words out of her mouth than the sky opened up. Within seconds she was soaked to the skin. "As you can see, I'm already drenched. If you want to get those nice suits all wet, oh, well," she said with false bravado. Why did the FBI want to talk to her?

The agent named Harry said, "We'd like to talk to you about your fiancé."

Lucy gaped at the two men. "Jonathan? Why? Oh, God, did something happen to him?"

"Not yet," Larry said. "We'd like you to tell us about your relationship with Mr. St. Clair."

Lucy relaxed. The rain was coming down harder. Before long it would be like a waterfall. "I'm going to marry him. We're engaged." She waved her ring finger to show off her three-carat diamond.

"We already know you're getting married next year, on Valentine's Day. You have your gown. Let's see, you purchased it at Bethany's Bridal Shoppe. They're doing the alterations as we speak. The invitations have been ordered. You're holding the reception at the Ritz-Carlton. I believe there are 250 guests expected. Dinner is a choice of lobster or filet mignon. The salad is an arugula medley. Vegetables are baby carrots, peas from the Emerald Isle, potato-apple fritters, and flaky croissants. Dessert is wedding cake. Cristal champagne will flow endlessly," Agent Smith said, his expression as flat as his tone.

Lucy didn't like what she was hearing. There was nothing like an FBI check to put the fear of God into a person. There was shock as well as fear in her eyes as she backed up one step, then another. They followed her.

"A pretty pricey wedding for a girl who graduated at the top of her law school class, quit a thriving criminal law practice, and now makes popcorn balls and sells them through a catalog."

Well, they had one thing wrong. She wasn't the one who made or sold the popcorn balls. Lucy eyeballed the two agents. "I make an honest living, and I pay my taxes. Listen, I have to go home. It was nice talking with you gentlemen. If you want to talk to Jonathan, call him or go to his apartment. He doesn't leave for work till around nine-thirty when he's in town." She knew for a fact that Jonathan wasn't in town. Let them spin their wheels.

The agent named Larry wiped the rain from his forehead. "If we wanted to talk to Mr. St. Clair, we would have gone to see him. We know his habits as well as we know yours. Agent Conover and I would like to talk to you."

"What do you want to talk about? If it's about Jonathan's business, I'm afraid I can't help you. I don't know anything about it."

It was raining harder now. Since she was already soaked clear through to her skin, what did it matter? "Furthermore, I don't have to talk to you. The last time I checked, this was still a free country. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go home."

"Miss Baker." It was Agent Conover talking now. "It's imperative you not tell Mr. St. Clair about our meeting this morning. By the way, Jonathan St. Clair is not your fiancé's real name."

Lucy whirled around. "What are you talking about? Of course it's his real name. Jonathan is Jonathan. You must have him mixed up with someone else." Overhead, thunder boomed, followed by a streak of jagged lightning ripping across the gray sky.

"If you talk to your fiancé, it will jeopardize the case we're working on. We can take you into custody if we want to. In order to avoid that, we're asking you to cooperate with us."

Take me into custody. Jonathan isn't Jonathan. I'm having a nightmare, and I'll wake up any second now. She pinched herself. She felt the pain.

"All right, I won't say anything to Jonathan. Now can I go?"

"We'll know if you break your promise, Miss Baker. Do you know what obstructing justice means?" Agent Conover asked. "Of course you do; you're a lawyer."

"Of course."

"We'll talk again, Miss Baker."

"No, Agent Smith, we will not talk again because there is no need for us to talk. I cannot help you with whatever it is you're doing or investigating. I told you I would not say anything to Jonathan, and I won't. That's the end of it."

"Where was your fiancé born, Miss Baker?"

"Winchester, Virginia, but then you probably already know that."

Both agents threw their hands up in the air. They looked like they were catching rain by the handful. "You see, wrong again. Your fiancé was born in Akron, Ohio. Do you want to know his real name?"

His real name. They were making Jonathan sound like some kind of criminal. Lucy could feel her shoulders start to slump. Her voice could barely be heard over the rumbling thunder. "What is it?"

"Leo Banks. His friends used to call him Lucky Leo. Does that ring any bells for you, Miss Baker?" Agent Smith asked.

Lucy looked at both agents. She hoped they would freeze in the rain, just the way she was freezing. They'd just invaded her life and turned it upside down. She thought about the thousands of seed pearls that were being sewn on her wedding gown. The FBI agents had made a mistake. Of course, this was all a mistake.

"I never heard the name before. I'm telling you, you have the wrong person. Jonathan is not this ... this Leo Banks person. I would know. I saw a picture of the house he grew up in. The house is in Winchester, Virginia. I know the street and house number, but I can't think of it right this minute."

"Were you ever there, Miss Baker?"

This was all wrong. This shouldn't be happening. But it was. "No, I've never been there." Both agents raised their eyebrows.

She sounded desperate when she said, "Jonathan is incredibly busy. We just couldn't find the time to get down there. Winchester is a bit of a drive."

"The house in Winchester belongs to one of Leo's friends."

It's all a bunch of lies. It has to be all lies.

"Did you ever meet your fiancé's parents?"

"How could I meet them? They live in Spain. If we couldn't find the time to go to Winchester, Virginia, how could we find the time to go to Spain, or Chile, where his sister lives? He has no brothers, just one sister. I'm leaving now."

"How convenient. We'll talk again, Miss Baker," Agent Conover said.

Lucy ignored both men as she jogged off, her feet squishing inside her sodden sneakers. She needed to go home, where it was warm and toasty, so she could think. Hot, black coffee was a must. What had just transpired was too preposterous for words.

"One more thing, Miss Baker," Agent Smith called out. "Be careful, your life could be in danger."

Lucy raised her right hand and gave the agent a single-digit salute. She wondered if he saw it through the pouring rain. She'd heard his words, though. Until that moment, she'd never been colder in her life. Or more frightened.

Twelve minutes later, Lucy bolted up the front steps, body-slammed the front door, barreled through, and headed straight for the downstairs shower, where she stepped in - clothes and all - to let the steaming water wash over her. She shook from head to toe. The stink of her own fear clogged her nostrils until she thought she was going to choke to death.

Lucy reached for the shampoo bottle and poured some over her long, tawny hair. The same hair Jonathan liked to run his fingers through after they made wonderful, satisfying love. Jonathan.

No, not Jonathan St. Clair. Leo Banks from Akron, Ohio.

It had to be a lie. Otherwise, the relationship she thought was so wonderful was all a lie. It couldn't be! Not now, when the seed pearls were being hand-sewn onto her wedding gown.

She knew a thing or two about the FBI. Actually, she knew more than she wanted to know. Dogs with bones. They never gave up. They always got their man.

Lucy was finally warm, so she kicked off her sneakers and peeled off her clothes. She continued to stand under the needlelike spray, knowing she was going to need at least half a jar of body lotion for her skin once she toweled dry. Did she really care? Maybe she needed to care because Jonathan said her skin was like silk and satin all rolled into one. Yes, she needed to care.

Instead of drying herself off with a towel, she reached for a thick, thirsty robe that Jonathan had bought for her at the Ritz-Carlton when they'd vacationed on Amelia Island.

Even though the heat blasted from the registers and the steam was still fogging up the bathroom, Lucy shivered.

In the kitchen, she did everything automatically. She filled the coffeepot, plugged in the toaster, took bread out of the wooden bread drawer, reached for the jam, which was nestled behind a quart container of orange juice. She poured. She softened the butter in the microwave and reached for the vitamin bottle. The beginning of a new day. Something she always looked forward to.

Rain beat against the kitchen window. Lucy brought her clenched fist up to her lips to stifle a cry that was about to erupt from her soul.

Two men. Awful words. And her world as she knew it was changed. How could that be?

Lucy poured coffee, buttered her toast, then spread the strawberry jam on it. She carried both the coffee and the plate to the table, along with a napkin. She eyed the glass of orange juice but didn't move to pick it up. She knew she wasn't going to eat the toast either. How could she? It would stick in her throat like wet straw and strangle her. Instead, she gulped at the coffee, burning her tongue and throat. She'd forgotten the cream and sugar. She detested black coffee, but Jonathan loved his black, the stronger the better.

She needed to think. Instead, she let her gaze slide past the kitchen doorway to the dining room, where a pile of wedding invitations waited to be addressed and stamped. She'd started writing them out two days ago. She knew in her gut she would never mail them. Not now. Probably not ever.

Tears puddled in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. She made no move to wipe them away. She continued to sip at the scalding coffee as she sniffed and sniffled.

The FBI agents had been wrong. She didn't make popcorn balls, nor did she sell them. She did, however, work three hours a day for Nellie Ebersole, a delightful elderly lady, who supplemented her income doing just that. All she did was process orders on the computer because the old lady had bad eyesight and didn't want to learn the intricacies of the computer. It was something to do to fill the hours of her days until she decided what new direction she wanted to take in her life.

She'd moved here to Edison, New Jersey, almost six months ago, exactly two weeks after Justin Riley walked out of the courtroom a free man. She'd rented the house she was living in for a month, then purchased it, bought new furniture, and settled down to vegetate. Sadie, her golden retriever, loved the huge backyard, and was happily digging a tunnel to the next yard so she could visit Clueless Cooper, a hundred-pound golden Lab. Coop, as he was known in the neighborhood, was tunneling on his side of the fence, too. Sooner or later they were going to meet somewhere underground. She hoped the meeting would be everything Sadie wanted it to be.

Lucy groaned when she saw Sadie run up to the deck and slam against the sliding door. She was covered in mud. She inched the door open and squeezed through. Damn, the temperature must have dropped twenty degrees since she'd gotten home. "You know the drill, Sadie," Lucy said as she slid back the cover of the hot tub. The retriever hopped onto the bench and into the tub, where she splashed around until she was clean, then hopped out. She shook off the excess water as Lucy shocked the hot tub with chemicals, turned on the jets, and replaced the cover.

She was almost to the door when she heard someone shouting. She cocked her head to peer around the corner to see a dark-haired man dressed in a business suit jumping up and down by the fence. "Hey, you! You with the dog! Do you think you can keep that mutt of yours inside when my dog is outside?"

Clueless Cooper's owner. He hadn't come over and introduced himself or welcomed her to the neighborhood in the six months she'd lived here. He only yelled at her from the other side of the fence about her dog. A couple of times during the summer she'd caught him peering nosily into her backyard. What a jerk! "Why don't you try keeping your mutt inside when my dog is outside? What do you expect me to do, stand by the door all day and watch to see if your dog is outside? Get real, mister," Lucy snarled. Like she needed a confrontation with her nosy neighbor today of all days.

(Continues...)



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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 21, 2005

    A great read...

    This book is excellent. I haven't read Fern Michals in a while, but this is one I would recommend to my fellow book lovers. Fast moving, easy to read, and one I had a hard time putting down. You want to know what happens to this poor engaged woman.

    16 out of 16 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 29, 2007

    I wish finding love was this easy!

    Fern Michaels writes another great book filled with interesting characters and a good plot. Though the heroine in this story finds a perfect match in Wiley, right of the bat. Good for her, but not entirely realistic. These two neighbors meet for the first time at the begining of the story and they know each other for several days before they both realize it's a match made in heaven. I only wish love in real life could be so simple.

    8 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    interesting paranormal romantic suspense thriller

    Her brother Steven Baker sitting second chair tries to make his sister Lucy feel better as they only did their job earning $500K defending Justin Riley, but she heeds the words of the grandmother of her acquitted client¿s victim that she rot in hell. Though ¿lucky¿ to have never lost a case, she feels she has lost much more successfully defending the guilty. Drunk to forget, not to celebrate, Lucy tells Steven no more taking criminal cases as she knows Justin killed the little girl. --- Lucy flees to the suburbs to play tennis, jog, and walk her dog. However six months from the time she left defending the monstrous cretins of society, FBI Special Agents Harry Conover and Larry Smith confront her about her fiancé Jonathan St. Clair, who they insist is Leo Banks from Ohio not Virginia. Lucy thinks about what she knows about Jonathan, but concludes that her information about him is vague. She needs to know the truth. As she makes inquiries, she also is exasperated with her nosy neighbor Wylie Wilson; following an accident Lucy can read minds enabling her to know whom to trust.--- Fern Michaels provides an interesting paranormal romantic suspense thriller that never slows down from the moment that the Feds confront Lucy until the final clash. Lucy is terrific with and without her ESP skills while the support cast provides the depth to her investigation. Though some readers will believe that the paranormal element subtracts form a solid intrigue; others will find it enhances the plot; either case, Lucy¿s use of mind reading seems genuine as she goes from skeptic to believer as she stars as the main ingredient in this tense thriller.--- Harriet Klausner

    7 out of 15 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 5, 2014

    I like Fern Micheals' books and it is nice to come across one I missed some how.

    This book is a very nice length. It is well edited. It takes place October through March, then skips ahead almost a year as the conclusion draws near. The paranormal bits were a little inane and much of the book was spent discussing these rather lame events. The esp really did not add much to plot, other than an interesting deversion. This book seemed to take an awfully long time to read. It was set in the north east and there was a terrible bizzard which lasted many days, the snow reached epic depths of four feet or more. I loved the dogs. I can just see the golden retriver and lab, carrying aound the little yorkie by her sweater, so she can be with them, not get lost in the snow and be able to play too. This is not the best Fern Michaels' I have read but it was an okay read. There is some rather tame murder and some violence. There is cursing, including a few God&%$+its. Which always tick me off. There is sex ( rather nonexplicit) The characters are likable. I enjoyed the nephews, their little female friend and the dogs the best. There is some humor in this book as well. It has good details. The reader knows who the bad guys are early on, it is their antics and capture which holds the book together. The FBI came across as first class idiots and jerks. The bad guy was criminally insane and thought it was everyone else that was nuts. Chick lit, ages 16 and up.

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    4 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 25, 2005

    great book

    This was one of the best books I have ever read, it was interesting. I couldn't put it down because I always wanted to know what was going to happen next!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 11, 2005

    Well written enough to keep me reading but....

    I picked this book up at the airport just looking for a light read. And it was just that. The plot was easy to follow but no real suspense or anything solid to love about this book. And I found the whole ESP thing so unreal. How can anyone hear whole conversations?? A little too fluffy for me ...

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 20, 2013

    A good mix of romance and suspense

    I'm not quite finished with the story but so far I can say I have enjoyed reading it. There is suspense mixed in with the romance and that keeps you wanting to find out what is next.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 2, 2005

    Absoloutly Amazing

    I picked this up at the grocery store, looking for a decent book. This book turned out to be much more! Previously, I had never heard of Fern Micheals now, I am a loyal reader. I would recommend this book for someone looking for a good read that is easy to follow.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 2, 2014

    The writing in this book was stilted and made the book harder to

    The writing in this book was stilted and made the book harder to read. The ESP elements seemed ridiculous in a straight-forward love story and a pyscho ex stalking the main character was a trope. Didn't like this book at all. I prefer Susan Elizabeth Phillips stories.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 30, 2014

    Not a good read.

    Very slow, not much suspense or romance, and very unrealistic.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 28, 2014

    Highly recommend. It kind of takes a twist on the nosy neighbor.

    I enjoyed the book very much. Suspenseful, couldn't wait for the end to figure out what was going to happen.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 27, 2014

    marianne

    Fun kind of boring

    1 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 24, 2014

    Great read

    I truly enjoyed this novel even though the neighbor was somewhat eccentric. The plot was excellent. Sometimes too much detail in certain parts of the story. It will keep u guessing. I want to read more from this author. Lots of organized thought in this writing, you will enjoy it.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 19, 2014

    Great

    Great book! I really enjoyed the plot and the characters! This book had a nice mix of suspense and romance! I read it in one sitting, I couldn't put it down, I had to know how it ended! And the ending was really good! Loved it!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 17, 2014

    The nosy neighbor

    It was an easy read you knew what was gonna happen in the end. I would recommending it for others to read it.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 16, 2014

    Good read

    Good read the esp was a little weird but a good plot

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 23, 2006

    Great Book!

    Couldn't put this book down! It was a great story that kept me glued til the end! I haven't read Fern's books in a while, but now that I read this one, it reminded me how much I love the way she writes! Highly recommend it!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 27, 2005

    Great Book

    I loved this book, I couldn't put it down - Fern Michaels is the best.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 22, 2014

    Good Read

    I liked this book a lot. Thought the ending was written pretty fast - as if the author just wanted to finish the book. Spoiler Alert - Especially when they 'got him' - wam bam - too easy - no drama.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 29, 2014

    Cute story

    I usually don't read fluff books, but I enjoyed this one. The dogs made it! There is suspense and romance. Good summer read.

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