The greatest treasure that washed ashore wasn't the gold.
Fleeting moonlight revealed the ghostly outline of a pirate flagship riding distant waves. Then all was dark again under scurrying clouds before a mermaid rose from the sea, shimmering under a moonbeam. The man who called himself Castaway stood spellbound as she promised treasure and a message to the master of the island.
But the treasure she offered was lashed to small powder kegs that formed a makeshift raft. Could he trust a woman bearing pirate plunder?
"Inspiring Southern Ambiance"
Pamela Poole is an artist and author currently living in Raleigh, NC with her husband Mark. Painter Place is Pamela's first novel, written when her son encouraged her to write the kind of book she wanted to read but couldn’t find. The setting is a fictional island north of her creative muse, Charleston, SC, and it took on a life of its own to become a family saga. The second book, Hugo, follows the characters at Painter Place as they endure the historic monster hurricane.
Jaguar is Book 3, taking the Painter Place cast deep into the heart of the Amazon jungle in 1995. Pamela went back in time to 1960 in Landmark, Painter Place Saga 4, to see the exciting way the previous generation made decisions about how to carry Painter Place through upcoming tumultuous decades in American culture. Pamela writes clean romance/adventure stories for Christian readers.
Sadly, so many people are chained to jealousy and greed, They mistakenly believe they deserve the blessings someone else has and that people with wealth are evil - not those who covet it. Some even believe they are justified to demean the more fortunate and take what they have. I created a scene in my story that portrays what I see in the news today. Many people crave what wealth will buy, but hate those who have it. Yet, if they were the ones with wealth, they would feel persecuted for their American Dream - hard work and sacrifice to earn a better way of life.
The Castaway and the Mermaid (Painter Place Legends, #3)
Patrick picked up his mother’s list from the counter and shoved it into his pocket “Then old Bart down in the next town will get my business from now on. My guess is he’ll jump at the chance to sell to a customer who pays his bill on the spot. But if he expects to rob me with unfair prices over drunkard tales about mermaids and treasure, I have no problem traveling farther until God leads me to an honest businessman. Good day, George. See you in church on Sunday.”