It's a Curl Thing

by Jacquelin Thomas

Overview

From bestselling author Jacquelin Thomas comes the first novel in a spin-off of her inspirational teen fiction series featuring divine matthews-Hardison and her friends.

Senior prom is only one day away and Divine’s friend, Rhyann Hamilton, is having a really bad day. She is in desperate need of major hair repair after her cousin’s attempt at styling has wreaked havoc on Rhyann’s tresses. In tears, Rhyann schedules an emergency appointment at an unknown salon only to end up with most of her hair chopped off, and not enough money to pay for the expensive appointment. Luckily, the owner is sympathetic and offers Rhyann a chance to work off the money she owes. Through this arrangement she meets a very special person who will challenge her, inspire her, and change Rhyann’s life forever...

Fast-paced, fun, and inspirational, It’s a Curl Thing features wonderfully engaging characters facing everyday challenges, as they try to find a balance between personal success and maintaining their Christian principles.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781416598787
Publisher:	Gallery Books
Publication date:	05/19/2009
Series:	Divine & Friends
Edition description:	Original
Pages:	288
Product dimensions:	5.20(w) x 8.20(h) x 0.80(d)
Age Range:	12 - 17 Years

About the Author

Jacquelin Thomas’ books have garnered several awards, including two EMMA awards, the Romance In Color Reviewers Award, Readers Choice Award, and the Atlanta Choice Award in the Religious & Spiritual category. She was nominated for a 2008 NAACP Image Award for Outstanding Fiction in the Young Adult category. Jacquelin has published in the romance, inspirational fiction, and young adult genres.

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Chapter 1

May 2nd

I'll be leaving to get my hair cut and colored for the big day tomorrow as soon as I finish typing in this entry. My day wasn't great or anything — just okay. I'm glad we had a half day at school, because I still have a lot of stuff left to do before sophomore prom. I can't believe it! I'm going to my first prom!

My aunt designed my dress. Well, maybe she didn't exactly design it — it's her version of a Valentino knockoff. Although I go to the prestigious Stony Hills Preparatory School in Pacific Palisades, we don't have benjamins like that. I attend the school on scholarship, and I'm perfectly okay with that. All I want is the end result — a good education so that I can get into a good college.

Okay, I have to end for now. It's time for me to go to my sister's house. She's doing my hair for me as a gift. I'll upload a picture later.

I log off my online journal and shut down my computer while humming to Alicia Keys's new single.

"I'm on my way to Tameka's," I yell as I rush toward the living room, my footsteps thundering across the hardwood floor. My aunt's in the tiny laundry room near the back of the house but acknowledges she heard me by responding, "Okay..." Then she adds, "Rhyann, I have to take Phillip to track practice, so I won't be here when you get back."

I grab my hair magazines and zip out the front door.

My sister lives two blocks from our house. Just two blocks in the other direction is the Jungle, where gun deaths are nearly a daily event. My B.F.F.'s Mimi and Divine used to be afraid to come anywhere near here. I used to have to meet up with them at the Baldwin Hills Crenshaw Plaza, but now that Mimi is driving and has her own car, she doesn't mind coming to pick me up. I've told her which streets to take and stuff so that she's not caught in the middle of gang violence.

We don't even go to the grocery store that's right down the street. My aunt would rather go all the way across town. Bullets don't know any names, she says. A stray bullet killed my uncle when he was coming home from work. He made it to the house only to die in her arms. This happened a few months before my mom died.

"Tameka, girl...you gotta hook me up." I hurry through the front door of her apartment with my arms clutching the magazines that are my lifeline to a diva hairstyle. "Do me right because I gotta be fierce when I step up in the prom tomorrow night."

I make myself comfortable on the red leather sofa in my sister's living room, then lean forward to spread the magazines on her glass-op coffee table. Tameka's twenty-one years old and has had her own place for a year now. She keeps it nice and clean — more than she ever did when we shared a room. She used to be such a slob.

"Come help me find the perfect hairstyle," I say to her. "My dress is strapless, and I'm wearing this really cute rhinestone necklace Auntie Mo bought to show off my neck."

Auntie Mo's real name is Selma Elizabeth Winfield. My brothers, Tameka, and I came to live with her five years ago after our mother died in a car accident. She is not just our aunt — she has been a mom to us as well, so that's why we call her Auntie Mo.

"Tameka, I don't want to wear my hair pinned up like everybody else will be wearing theirs — "

"Girl, you know I got you," she responds with a big grin on her apple-cheeked face.

She's wearing way too much blush, but I keep my mouth shut. Tameka's the sensitive type — she takes offense at pretty much everything that doesn't line up with the way she thinks. Drama Queen should be her name.

"I learned how to do color last week at school, and Rhyann...girl, I'ma give you a fresh look. When I get through with you, everybody's gonna be like BAM! Who did your hair? When they ask you, tell them to come and see me at McCall's College of Cosmetology." She adds a little pitch. "I'll hook up all those little rich girls at your school. You know I wanna work in Hollywood, too...girl, I need to start networking."

I follow Tameka into a kitchen littered with hair products. Well, it used to be the kitchen. She can't be doing any cooking in here, because there's no room for the groceries. "If this is the salon, where do you keep your food?" I can't help asking.

I wouldn't be on my job as the younger sister if I didn't get on her nerves from time to time.

"It's in the pantry," Tameka answers. "I have all this stuff out here now because I have to do your hair, Rhyann."

I turn around slowly. "You're not planning on using all of this stuff in my hair, are you?"

She chuckles. "No, but I wanted to make sure I had everything I needed. I don't like having to run all over the house when I'm doing hair."

I relax. This is the first time my sister's cutting and coloring my hair. She's making decent grades in school, so she must be doing a good job. One thing for sure, Tameka has some skills when it comes to styling hair. She's sure had enough practice with her own head. Tameka is forever doing something to her hair. One day it's jet black, and then a few days later, she's got highlights. Right now her hair is a rich, glowing auburn. That's kind of the color I want but a few shades darker.

I remove my hat and put it on the table. "You should've heard all the girls at school bragging about how much their dresses cost. Humph! I don't need a thousand-dollar gown to be fierce. When I walk up in that prom, everybody's gonna turn around and say, Rhyann Hamilton has definitely arrived."

Tameka agrees. "Auntie Mo can just look at a picture of a gown and sew it."

"You should see my dress," I say. "It looks exactly like the one I showed her in that store window on Rodeo Drive."

"She was working on it when I went over there last week. I haven't seen the finished product, though."

I grab a hair magazine and settle into the chair near the stainless-steel sink, ready for Tameka to work her magic. "Beautify me, girl..."

Tameka laughs. "Sis, I'm 'bout to hook you up."

She colors my hair while I describe the fierce shoes Auntie Mo found at the Beverly Center. They match my dress perfectly. "Girl, I never thought I'd wear an orange dress, but this one is so pretty, and it looks good on me," I tell her as she gently massages my scalp. "It's not exactly orange — more of a dark peachy-looking color. It's real cute."

"It sounds nice," Tameka states. "I know Auntie Mo worked it out for you. She made my prom dress — wait, she actually made both of the gowns I wore to prom."

"I remember her sewing the black one you wore your senior year," I say. "It was pretty."

"You should come by here and let me see you after you get dressed," Tameka tells me. "I'd come down there, but I'm braiding my neighbor's hair tomorrow. You're going with Todd Connor's brother, right?"

"Yeah," I reply. "I asked Traven to be my date since I didn't ave any other real offers and he's real cute. You know I can't step up to the prom with just anybody."

"Sho' can't," Tameka mutters. "I had me a good-looking date when I went to my high school prom. You remember him. He was fine and all, but he turned out to be a real jerk. He got mad because I didn't want to go to a hotel with him afterward. I liked him, but I didn't like him that much — I wasn't giving him nothing!"

Tameka places me under the dryer and sets the timer for fifteen minutes.

"How did the color come out?" I ask when she comes over to check my hair ten minutes later. There aren't any mirrors in the kitchen, and I can't locate the little one I saw earlier.

"I like it," Tameka responds. "But it's still wet. You won't be able to really tell anything until your hair dries." She leaves the room to make a phone call. Probably calling that no-good boyfriend of hers. I can't stand Roberto because I don't think he treats my sister right.

The timer goes off. I sit and wait for Tameka to return.

Five minutes pass and no Tameka.

I turn off the dryer because the hot air is stinging my neck and temples.

Tameka comes running out of her bedroom a good ten minutes later. "Girl, I'm so sorry. I was talking to Roberto and he was trying to start an argument. He must wanna hang with his boys tonight or something."

I'm not interested in her boyfriend drama, so I hand Tameka a picture and say, "This is the cut I want. This style will look good on me, don't you think?"

She nods. "Oooh, this is so cute, Rhyann. I'ma do it with a razor." Tameka rinses out the dye residue before shampooing me. Afterward she applies a creamy, moisturizing conditioner on the wet strands.

"I'ma leave this on for a couple of minutes. I need to go check on my laundry. Folks around here will steal your stuff if you're not careful. I'll be right back."

While she heads to the Laundromat, located in the next building, I read through the magazine on my lap. I'm so engrossed in my reading that I don't notice my sister's return until she's standing over me.

"I'ma rinse this out, then blow you out," Tameka announces.

I nod, hardly able to wait. I'm so excited about my first prom. It's been all that Mimi and I have been talking about. Divine went to her prom a couple of weeks ago and told us what a great time she had. She even sent us pictures of her and T. J., her date. Mimi and I miss her so much since she moved to Georgia. Her mom is the famous singer/actress Kara Matthews. Her dad, Jerome Hardison, is also a celebrity — and not just for his acting. He's currently in prison for the accidental death of his mistress.

Talk about some serious drama.

I notice that Tameka isn't as talkative while cutting my hair, but I assume it's because she's focused on what she's doing.

Twenty minutes later, I turn around in my seat to face Tameka. The strange expression on her face prompts me to question, "How do I look?"

Without responding, Tameka passes me the hand mirror.

When I glimpse my reflection, I scream in horror.

"I don't know what h-happened," she blurts. "I was t-trying to raise the brown — "

"I look w-whack," I sputter. "That's what happened!"

My hair is a sucky-looking rust color, and one side is shorter than the other side. This is so not the hairstyle I wanted.

"What kind of cut did you give me?" I run my fingers through my hair, pulling the strands, as if this will add length.

"You didn't hold your head straight, Rhyann. I kept telling you to ho — "

I interrupt her, "Don't you be trying to blame me. Tameka, you told me you knew how to cut hair. Girl, you don't know jack!" I can't believe she is standing here trying to blame this on me.

She just messed up my hair one day before the prom! I groan as I drop the mirror on the table. I knew that I should've just gone to a hairdresser and paid the fifty dollars it was gonna cost me, but I was trying to be cheap. I'm so angry right now that I'm shaking.

"I can fix it, Rhyann — "

At those words I jump up and snatch my cap off the table. "I'm not about to let you back up in my head. I'd be a straight fool for doing that." My eyes well up with tears. "Tameka, I can't believe you d-did this to me..."

Streams of tears roll down her cheeks. "Sis, I'm so sorry, but I promise you that I can fix it."

"No!" I shout. "Just leave me alone!"

"If you don't want me to do it, then we can go to the school. My instructor can get your hair right."

I shake my head and walk toward the door. "I need to find a real hair stylist," I mutter, "and Tameka, you need to stick to doing wash and sets."

Tameka's on my you-know-what list for sure. Angrily, I storm out of her apartment.

She runs out behind me, saying, "Rhyann, just go with me to the school."

I stop walking long enough to respond, "Tameka, if she taught you how to cut, you really think I want her in my head?"

By the time I walk back up to Rimpau Avenue, I'm mad enough to explode.

My life is so over.

My stupid brother Phillip takes one look at me and bursts into laughter. "Why did you let Tameka do your hair? She don't know nothing about hair. That's why she's going to school. Duuuuh..."

"Shut up," I yell. Twelve-year-olds can be such a pain. He's too immature to fully grasp just how horrible this situation is.

Chester, my cousin, walks out of our white brick house. He slows his pace to stare at me. "I told you not to let Tameka in your head until after she graduated."

I burst into another round of tears.

He rushes over, giving me a hug. "C'mon now...stop crying, Rhyann."

"I can't go to the prom looking like this," I moan.

Chester understands my pain and pats my back. "Hey...we can fix this. I'ma take you to a real hairdresser. Tameka meant well, but she just ain't ready for clients."

I follow him to a shiny black 1975 BMW 316, my cousin's pride and joy. Chester bought his baby a couple of years ago from the Cohens, the family that Auntie Mo works for as a housekeeper. He's had it painted and the seats reupholstered, and he's added rims that probably cost as much as he paid for the car.

We make three stops at three different hair salons, but not one hairstylist can fit me in, because they are busy with clients getting prom and wedding hairstyles.

Depressed, on the verge of tears once more, I pull out my cell phone to call Mimi.

"What's wrong?" she asks me. I guess she can hear how upset I am just by my hello.

"My sister messed up my hair and I can't get it fixed," I complain. "All of the hair salons are busy today and tomorrow. Prom is tomorrow night. What am I supposed to do?" I'm sure she can hear the frustration in my voice. "I don't know why I even let Tameka in my head in the first place, especially for prom."

"Why don't you call my hairstylist?" Mimi suggests. "Miss Marilee might be able to work you in today. If not her, one of the other stylists in the shop might be able to do your hair. They always leave slots open for emergencies."

"You talking about Crowning Glory Hair Salon on Sunset Boulevard?" I ask. "Are they reasonable? I don't have your bucks."

"They're the same as any other hair salon," Mimi responds. "Ask for Miss Marilee when you get there and tell her I sent you."

"Mimi, can you just call her and see if she'll take me?" I ask. "We're about to get back on the 101 freeway. I don't wanna have my cousin drive me all the way over there and then find out that she can't do my hair."

"I know that's right," Chester puts in.

I reach over and pinch him right above his elbow.

He grunts in pain. "You better quit or you gonna be walking."

"Please, Mimi," I say. "Will you call her?"

"Let me do it now and I'll call you back, Rhyann."

Mimi calls me back not even five minutes later. "Miss Marilee says she can take you right now. I told her that you were on your way."

I release a long sigh of relief. "Mimi says her hairstylist can take me," I say to Chester. "The salon's on Sunset."

Thankfully, traffic isn't too congested. I settle back against the soft leather of the passenger seat. "Thanks so much, Mimi. Girl, I was gonna have to stay home tomorrow if I couldn't get my hair right."

"What happened?" Mimi wants to know. "How did your sister mess up your hair?"

"Tameka was supposed to give me a razor-cut hairstyle, and girl, she jacked it up. I look a hot mess!" I sputter. "Then she...I don't know what she did with the color. It looks horrible. Mimi, I really hope the shop's not crowded when I get there. I'm too embarrassed to go anywhere with my hair looking like this."

"It can't be that bad," Mimi replies.

"Humph!" I utter. "You haven't seen it."

"Then take a picture and send it to my cell. I want to see what she did."

"Chester, do me a favor and take a picture of me with your phone so I can send it to Mimi."

He quickly snaps the picture and tosses the phone to me. "I'm sending it now," I tell Mimi. "Call me when you get it — and you better not laugh."

She calls me exactly four minutes later.

"Girrrrl..."

"Mimi, you know I can't go anywhere looking like this."

"Miss Marilee will work it out, so stop worrying."

Chester takes the Temple Street exit off the freeway.

"I'll call you later," I tell Mimi as we turn right on North Figueroa. "We're almost there." Chester turns left onto West Sunset and stops the car in front of Crowning Glory Hair Salon.

Before I climb out of the BMW, I say, "I'll call you when she's almost done with my hair. Chester, please don't take all night to pick me up. I have to get home to finish some homework. Okay?"

"I'll be here," he assures me. "Just call me thirty minutes ahead of time."

Before entering the salon, I pull my cap down low on my head. I truly look through. I'm so finished with Tameka.

I step inside the Crowning Glory Hair Salon, surveying the décor. Six stations with black granite countertops are positioned three on one side and three on the other wall. Huge mirrors cover the subtle red walls. Gleaming stainless-steel washbowls are located in the back, near a row of four hair dryers. Clients draped in red-and-black striped capes are seated in black leather chairs. In keeping with the color scheme, all the hairstylists are wearing black attire with red aprons.

"Are you Rhyann Hamilton?" a woman standing at the counter asks. She looks like she should be in her nineties with all that gray hair, but her smooth, wrinkle-free, honey-colored complexion places her around Auntie Mo's age, which is mid-forties.

"Yes, ma'am," I respond.

She smiles. "I'm Miss Marilee. Take off your cap so that I can see the emergency."

I do as I'm told.

The various conversations going on around the salon suddenly come to a halt. All eyes are on me. For once, I'm not looking for attention.

Miss Marilee presses a hand to her chest before asking, "Sweetie, what in the world happened?"

"I let my sister do my hair, and she didn't have a clue what she was doing," I explain.

A couple of clients try to hide their chuckles, but they aren't quick enough. I'm so totally embarrassed right now, I just want to die.

"Don't you worry," Miss Marilee says, wrapping an arm around me. "I'll have you straight in no time."

"I hope so," I reply. "Tomorrow is my prom and I can't be looking all crazy."

Miss Marilee guides me over to her chair. "You're a beautiful girl, Rhyann. I believe you could pull off just about any look — even this one."

I give her a grateful smile before sitting down in the chair at her station.

Tameka will be lucky if I ever talk to her again. I still can't believe she jacked up my hair like this. She's my sister and all, but that girl better not put her hands in nobody's head again until she knows what she's doing. For real.

Copyright © 2009 by Jacquelin Thomas

Reading Group Guide

This reading group guide for It's a Curl Thing includes an introduction, discussion questions, and ideas for enhancing your book club. The suggested questions are intended to help your reading group find new and interesting angles and topics for your discussion. We hope that these ideas will enrich your conversation and increase your enjoyment of the book.



Introduction

Rhyann Hamilton has big plans: to make top grades, get a scholarship to her dream college, and have a great time at her sophomore prom. But after a hair disaster leaves her owing money to a local hair salon, she finds herself in a new role, tending to pampered customers as an assistant at the salon. There she meets a new friend who challenges her to think differently about the world and her own place in it. With the help of her friends Mimi and Divine, Rhyann learns that when she reaches out to others, opens up, and trusts in God, her world expands in ways she’d never imagined.



Questions for Discussion

1. What is your first impression of Rhyann? How does she differ from her friends Mimi and Divine? What do you think are her character strengths and weaknesses? How does she change over the course of the story?

2. Right from the beginning of It’s a Curl Thing, Rhyann is focused on how her hair looks—and horrified when her sister bungles her cut and color. Why do you think hairstyle and appearance are so important, not just to Rhyann and her friends, but also to Mrs. Goldberg? Can you relate?

3. Why do you think Rhyann resists trusting Traven? Do you think she’s heard too much about his past, or does she tend to distrust all men? Is she right to be hesitant about him, or has she let her prejudgments cloud her view of him? Why do you think her true feelings only come out in her poems?

4. How does Rhyann blind herself to her own anti-Semitism? How does she let her aunt’s experience feed into it? How does her anger create a false impression of Mrs. Goldberg? What do you think really wakes up Rhyann to her own prejudice?

5. After her confrontation with Mrs. Goldberg, Rhyann realizes that in order to get respect you have to earn it. Do you agree that respect is something that must be earned? How does Rhyann step up and earn respect at the salon?

6. Rhyann and Divine are both surprised to learn that there were black victims of the Holocaust. Was this new information for you as well? Why do you think certain aspects of history might not be taught in school?

7. Unlike Divine and Mimi, Rhyann doesn’t come from a privileged background. How does this affect her opinions about clothes, parties, money, and even boys? Why do you think she is such close friends with Mimi and Divine, despite their differences?

8. It’s important to Rhyann to wait until marriage before having sex. Do you think her aunt is right in worrying that Rhyann will slip up? Rhyann worries that Mimi is being manipulated by Kyle. Do you foresee trouble for her?

9. Mimi accuses Rhyann of being negative, to which Rhyann replies that she’s only being realistic. In what respect do you think Rhyann is down-to-earth, and in what areas is she just closed off and scared? How do you think Mrs. Goldberg’s final wishes and letter will affect Rhyann’s outlook in the future?

10. From the beginning of It’s a Curl Thing, Rhyann has experienced many difficulties and sorrows. What tragedies and struggles has she had to live through? What is her tone in discussing her mother’s death and the neighborhood in which she lives? Why do you think Mrs. Goldberg’s death affects her so deeply? How does it help her to face her grief over losing her mother and aunt?


Activities to Enhance Your Book Club

1. Rhyann, Divine, and Mimi are all able to learn more about the experiences of victims of the Holocaust by reaching out via the internet and going to museums, such as the Museum of Tolerance in Los Angeles. You can also research to learn more. Read some of the books dealing with the Holocaust mentioned in It’s a Curl Thing, such as Valaida, by Candace Allen, or If You Save One Life, by Eva Brown.

2. Plan a trip to the hair salon with your book club. While you’re there, share your own hair disaster stories.

3. For more about the author, check out her websites at www.jacquelinthomas.com and www.simplydivinebooks.com.

Introduction

This reading group guide for It's a Curl Thing includes an introduction, discussion questions, and ideas for enhancing your book club. The suggested questions are intended to help your reading group find new and interesting angles and topics for your discussion. We hope that these ideas will enrich your conversation and increase your enjoyment of the book.

Introduction

Rhyann Hamilton has big plans: to make top grades, get a scholarship to her dream college, and have a great time at her sophomore prom. But after a hair disaster leaves her owing money to a local hair salon, she finds herself in a new role, tending to pampered customers as an assistant at the salon. There she meets a new friend who challenges her to think differently about the world and her own place in it. With the help of her friends Mimi and Divine, Rhyann learns that when she reaches out to others, opens up, and trusts in God, her world expands in ways she'd never imagined.

Questions for Discussion

1. What is your first impression of Rhyann? How does she differ from her friends Mimi and Divine? What do you think are her character strengths and weaknesses? How does she change over the course of the story?

2. Right from the beginning of It's a Curl Thing, Rhyann is focused on how her hair looks — and horrified when her sister bungles her cut and color. Why do you think hairstyle and appearance are so important, not just to Rhyann and her friends, but also to Mrs. Goldberg? Can you relate?

3. Why do you think Rhyann resists trusting Traven? Do you think she's heard too much about his past, or does she tend to distrust all men? Is she right to behesitant about him, or has she let her prejudgments cloud her view of him? Why do you think her true feelings only come out in her poems?

4. How does Rhyann blind herself to her own anti-Semitism? How does she let her aunt's experience feed into it? How does her anger create a false impression of Mrs. Goldberg? What do you think really wakes up Rhyann to her own prejudice?

5. After her confrontation with Mrs. Goldberg, Rhyann realizes that in order to get respect you have to earn it. Do you agree that respect is something that must be earned? How does Rhyann step up and earn respect at the salon?

6. Rhyann and Divine are both surprised to learn that there were black victims of the Holocaust. Was this new information for you as well? Why do you think certain aspects of history might not be taught in school?

7. Unlike Divine and Mimi, Rhyann doesn't come from a privileged background. How does this affect her opinions about clothes, parties, money, and even boys? Why do you think she is such close friends with Mimi and Divine, despite their differences?

8. It's important to Rhyann to wait until marriage before having sex. Do you think her aunt is right in worrying that Rhyann will slip up? Rhyann worries that Mimi is being manipulated by Kyle. Do you foresee trouble for her?

9. Mimi accuses Rhyann of being negative, to which Rhyann replies that she's only being realistic. In what respect do you think Rhyann is down-to-earth, and in what areas is she just closed off and scared? How do you think Mrs. Goldberg's final wishes and letter will affect Rhyann's outlook in the future?

10. From the beginning of It's a Curl Thing, Rhyann has experienced many difficulties and sorrows. What tragedies and struggles has she had to live through? What is her tone in discussing her mother's death and the neighborhood in which she lives? Why do you think Mrs. Goldberg's death affects her so deeply? How does it help her to face her grief over losing her mother and aunt?

Activities to Enhance Your Book Club

1. Rhyann, Divine, and Mimi are all able to learn more about the experiences of victims of the Holocaust by reaching out via the internet and going to museums, such as the Museum of Tolerance in Los Angeles. You can also research to learn more. Read some of the books dealing with the Holocaust mentioned in It's a Curl Thing, such as Valaida, by Candace Allen, or If You Save One Life, by Eva Brown.

2. Plan a trip to the hair salon with your book club. While you're there, share your own hair disaster stories.

3. For more about the author, check out her websites at www.jacquelinthomas.com and www.simplydivinebooks.com.

Jacquelin Thomas is the national bestselling and award-winning author whose many adult novels include Defining Moments, Saved in the City, Soul Journey, A Change Is Gonna Come, The Prodigal Husband, and Singsation. Her short fiction is featured in the Pocket Books anthology Have a Little Faith. A driving force in the world of Christian fiction, she is the founder and producer of the annual Faith-Based Arts Conference, an event showcasing authors in the field.

Visit her website at www.jacquelinthomas.com.