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Dear Readers, you are invited to join the Bookworm newsletter and receive the latest updates from author, Leonie Campbell.
Newsletter Dated: 5/2/2001 10:07:41 PMSubject: Bookworm newsletter : Leonie Campbell Issue 1 Dear Friends and Readers,
My first book 'Angels of Saigon' will be released in America and Canada within the next few months and will be available for order via www.bookworm.au.com. 'Angels of Saigon' will be published by American Book Publishers in paperback format and sold via Publisher Direct Discount Bookstore.Upcoming newsletters will update you on the book's expected release date.
'The Baby Merchants', which is my next book, is in the final format stage with the publishers and will be due for release within the next three months. The newsletter will keep you informed on the book's progress.
Additional to this newsletter, I would like to invite you to visit my website at http://www.bookworm.au.com where more detailed news is available and you have the chance to leave your comments and questions in the Guestbook. I will be happy to reply to any questions you may leave either at bookworm or on my message board at Authorsden.
To celebrate the first issue of my newsletter, below you will find an excerpt of 'Angels of Saigon'.
Warmest regards
Leonie Campbell
www.bookworm.au.com
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Angels of Saigon
'Hung Van Thi Kim sat before her dressing table, thoughtfully brushing her long, silky black hair. She watched her reflection in the mirror noticing the changes in her expression, as her thoughts took wings, returning to the past.
Her reflection told her that she was still a beautiful woman. But sighing quietly she whispered, “My life has traveled down so many difficult paths. Perhaps one day I will find peace of mind and a man to share my dreams with. A new beginning, with family and children of my own.”
Thi Kim lifted her face towards the harsh spotlight as she refreshed her makeup, highlighting her lovely dark eyes with black pencil. Her skin was still a perfect pale olive, smooth to the touch. The slanted dark eyes were watchful of people, searching for signs of danger, even now. She stood, running her soft small hands down her breasts, coming to rest on her still flat stomach. She had made promises to herself years ago when her life had turned in a certain direction to remain loyal to herself...'
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