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Casavant taps into "Hidden Riches" with "Walking Wounded", February 12, 2006
This review is from: Walking Wounded (Print on Demand (Paperback))
I received a copy of "Walking Wounded" as a gift this Christmas 2005 (actually I think I'd put it on my Amazon Wish List) and the more I read the more convinced I became that it was more than "familiar" - I'd actually read it before. Problem was, I'd never read any books by Casavant. It took some digging through my considerable collection of books, but I finally found the answer in Nora Roberts' 1995 novel "Hidden Riches". Please don't take my word for it - pick up both books and have a look yourself. But here are just a couple examples which I'm sure you will find as shocking as I did:
From Casavant's "Walking Wounded":
Megan Cartwright moved through the storeroom to unlock the backdoor that led to the inside stairway. She had to juggle her purse and her overnight bag, as well as the coat she'd stripped off on entering the store. Muttering to herself, she managed to hit the light switch in the stairway with her shoulder. She was halfway down the hall when she saw the light spilling out of the neighboring apartment. The new tenant. She had forgotten that she had asked Willy to take care of that while she was out of town. Shifting her grip, she walked to the door--still braced open with a box--and peered in.
From Roberts' "Hidden Riches":
She moved through the storeroom to unlock the door that led to the inside stairway. She had to juggle the box, her purse and her overnight bag, as well as the coat she'd stripped off on entering the shop. Muttering to herself, she managed to hit the light switch in the stairway with her shoulder. She was halfway down the hall when she saw the light spilling out of the neighboring apartment. The new tenant. Shifting her grip, she walked to the door that was braced pen with a box and peered in.
From "Walking Wounded":
She smiled at her grandmother's note. Skimming a finger down the lease until she came to Alex's signature, Megan dashed her own name on the line next to it on both copies. Grabbing one, she strode to her door and across the hall and knocked. After a pause, the door opened. Megan thrust the lease out. "You'll need this for your records."
Alex took it. His gaze lowered, scanned, then lifted again. "Why'd the old woman leave this with you?"
Megan's chin lifted, her eyes suddenly cool "The old man," she said in a deceptively mild tone, "is my grandmother. I own the building, which makes me your landlord." She turned around and was across the hall in two strides. She could feel Alex's eyes on her back. With her hand on the knob, Megan paused. Her thick blonde hair swung out, curved, settled. "The rent's due on the first of each month. You can slip the check under my door and save yourself a stamp, as well as any contact with other humans." She slipped inside and closed the door with a satisfied snap.
From "Hidden Riches":
Setting the note aside, she skimmed a finger down the lease until she came to Jed's signature. It was a bold scrawl, and she dashed her own name on the line next to it on both copies. Lifting one, she strode to her door and across the hall and knocked.
When the door opened, Dora thrust the lease out, crushing the corner against Jed's chest. "You'll need this for your records."
He took it. His gaze lowered, scanned, then lifted again. "Why'd the old man leave this with you?"
Her chin tilted up. "The old man," she said in mild tones, "is my father. I own the building, which makes me, Mr. Skimmerhorn, your landlord." She turned on her heel and was across the hall in two strides. With her hand on the knob, she paused, turned. Her hair swung out, curved, settled. "The rent's due on the twenty-first of each month. You can slip the check under my door and save yourself a stamp, as well as any contact with other humans." She slipped inside and closed the door with a satisfied snick of the lock.
I could provide more (much, much more!!) but I think this gives you an adequate idea of why I was so blown away. Bottom line, if you like Casavant's books, you ought to try reading some of Nora Roberts' novels and fall in love with an Original!
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