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Shag Rocks

When a strange man shows up at one of the remotest places on earth, South Georgia Island, new government officer, Ally Waddell, is faced with the challenge of her young career.

Enjoy my first short story, Shag Rocks, available on Kindle for $0.99.

If you don't have a Kindle, iPhone, or iPad, you can download the .pdf file for free!  (Just leave me a message and I can e-mail it to you -- Blogger does not allow for attachments)





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