A Note from Sandra Hill
Dear Readers:
Pull up a chair, pour yourself a tall glass of sweet tea, and listen to the musical sweetness of Beausoleil’s “L’Ouragon” (“The Hurricane”) while I stir the gumbo and tell you about the short story SAVING SAVANNAH. Would you care for a slice of Tante Lulu’s famous Peachy Praline Cobbler Cake to go with your tea? No? How about another beignet? No? Well, maybe later.
SAVING SAVANNAH is yet another of Tante Lulu’s adventures. When I first started writing these Cajun contemporaries about the wild LeDeux brothers, I never imagined how the old lady with a heart of gold would touch so many lives.
Although never in print before, SAVING SAVANNAH was offered free for a short time on my website. The Internet pirates soon put a stop to that idea. But now I’ve decided to update the story and expand it for all you fans of the outrageous Cajun traiteur and determined matchmaker, the favorite auntie we all wish we had.
Originally, SAVING SAVANNAH was meant to be a mini-prequel to my August 2009 romance, SO INTO YOU, the eighth novel in the Cajun series, but, really, it can stand on its own, out of order. In this story, you’ll laugh and cry as the self-proclaimed Grandma Moses with an attitude bulldozes her way into the lives of Savannah Jones and her five-year-old daughter, Katie, who are homeless in post-Katrina New Orleans. It’s hard to believe, isn’t it, that people in Louisiana are still suffering from that devastating disaster, even after all these years? Thanks to Tante Lulu’s newfound zest for helping the hurricane victims, not to mention her notorious matchmaking skills, ex-POW Captain Matthew Carrington discovers his former fiancée, mother of his child, working as a waitress in a strip joint. Sparks fly and humor abounds, guar-an-teed!
To learn more about my Cajun/Tante Lulu novels (THE LOVE POTION, TALL, DARK AND CAJUN, THE CAJUN COWBOY, THE RED HOT CAJUN, PINK JINX, PEARL JINX, WILD JINX and SO INTO YOU), visit my website at www.sandrahill.net or my Facebook page at Sandra Hill Author. Keep in mind, Tante Lulu is also featured in the novella JINX CHRISTMAS in the DIXIE CHRISTMAS anthology, as well as in book three of the Deadly Angels series, KISS OF TEMPTATION. The old lady sure does get around!
Check out the Cajun recipe at the end of this story . . . a little lagniappe from Tante Lulu.
As always, I wish you smiles in your reading.
Sincerely,
Sandra Hill
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Chapter One
A lady’s gotta do what a lady’s gotta do . . .
“NO, I AM NOT taking you into a sex shop, chère .”
“Why? It ain’t as if I’m not old enough.”
“No.”
“Whatcha ’fraid of, Tee-John? Us modern ladies gotta keep up with the times. If men kin go ta these places, why cain’t us wimmen?” Louise Rivard, best known as Tante Lulu, put her hands on her hips and glared up at her nephew John LeDeux, a Louisiana police detective.
“No.”
“It’s not like it’s illegal or nothin’.”
“No.”
“Besides, it’s called the Garden of Eden. It’s prob’ly a religious sex shop.”
Tee-John rolled his eyes and gave her another head-to-toe survey of disapproval. “Did you have to wear that hooker outfit?” He couldn’t fool her. He was hoping to change the subject.
Not a chance! She smacked him on the arm with her St. Jude fly swatter. Truth to tell, if folks were staring their way, it was at Tee-John, who was once described by a TV reporter as “sex on a stick,” whatever that meant. That George Clooney didn’t have nothing on him. Or Richard Simmons, for that matter. Whoo-ee! That Richard Simmons could park his sneakers under her bed any day.
“ Thass the tenth time you said that ’bout my ’pearance, and I doan appreciate yer sass any more’n I did the first time. Remember what I allus say. The gator doesn’t see its own tail.”
“Huh?”
“You should check out yer own tail before
Dear Readers:
Pull up a chair, pour yourself a tall glass of sweet tea, and listen to the musical sweetness of Beausoleil’s “L’Ouragon” (“The Hurricane”) while I stir the gumbo and tell you about the short story SAVING SAVANNAH. Would you care for a slice of Tante Lulu’s famous Peachy Praline Cobbler Cake to go with your tea? No? How about another beignet? No? Well, maybe later.
SAVING SAVANNAH is yet another of Tante Lulu’s adventures. When I first started writing these Cajun contemporaries about the wild LeDeux brothers, I never imagined how the old lady with a heart of gold would touch so many lives.
Although never in print before, SAVING SAVANNAH was offered free for a short time on my website. The Internet pirates soon put a stop to that idea. But now I’ve decided to update the story and expand it for all you fans of the outrageous Cajun traiteur and determined matchmaker, the favorite auntie we all wish we had.
Originally, SAVING SAVANNAH was meant to be a mini-prequel to my August 2009 romance, SO INTO YOU, the eighth novel in the Cajun series, but, really, it can stand on its own, out of order. In this story, you’ll laugh and cry as the self-proclaimed Grandma Moses with an attitude bulldozes her way into the lives of Savannah Jones and her five-year-old daughter, Katie, who are homeless in post-Katrina New Orleans. It’s hard to believe, isn’t it, that people in Louisiana are still suffering from that devastating disaster, even after all these years? Thanks to Tante Lulu’s newfound zest for helping the hurricane victims, not to mention her notorious matchmaking skills, ex-POW Captain Matthew Carrington discovers his former fiancée, mother of his child, working as a waitress in a strip joint. Sparks fly and humor abounds, guar-an-teed!
To learn more about my Cajun/Tante Lulu novels (THE LOVE POTION, TALL, DARK AND CAJUN, THE CAJUN COWBOY, THE RED HOT CAJUN, PINK JINX, PEARL JINX, WILD JINX and SO INTO YOU), visit my website at www.sandrahill.net or my Facebook page at Sandra Hill Author. Keep in mind, Tante Lulu is also featured in the novella JINX CHRISTMAS in the DIXIE CHRISTMAS anthology, as well as in book three of the Deadly Angels series, KISS OF TEMPTATION. The old lady sure does get around!
Check out the Cajun recipe at the end of this story . . . a little lagniappe from Tante Lulu.
As always, I wish you smiles in your reading.
Sincerely,
Sandra Hill
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
Chapter One
A lady’s gotta do what a lady’s gotta do . . .
“NO, I AM NOT taking you into a sex shop, chère .”
“Why? It ain’t as if I’m not old enough.”
“No.”
“Whatcha ’fraid of, Tee-John? Us modern ladies gotta keep up with the times. If men kin go ta these places, why cain’t us wimmen?” Louise Rivard, best known as Tante Lulu, put her hands on her hips and glared up at her nephew John LeDeux, a Louisiana police detective.
“No.”
“It’s not like it’s illegal or nothin’.”
“No.”
“Besides, it’s called the Garden of Eden. It’s prob’ly a religious sex shop.”
Tee-John rolled his eyes and gave her another head-to-toe survey of disapproval. “Did you have to wear that hooker outfit?” He couldn’t fool her. He was hoping to change the subject.
Not a chance! She smacked him on the arm with her St. Jude fly swatter. Truth to tell, if folks were staring their way, it was at Tee-John, who was once described by a TV reporter as “sex on a stick,” whatever that meant. That George Clooney didn’t have nothing on him. Or Richard Simmons, for that matter. Whoo-ee! That Richard Simmons could park his sneakers under her bed any day.
“ Thass the tenth time you said that ’bout my ’pearance, and I doan appreciate yer sass any more’n I did the first time. Remember what I allus say. The gator doesn’t see its own tail.”
“Huh?”
“You should check out yer own tail before
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