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Kimberley Dehn

 Lies & Half-Truths...or...All about Me

When a town names itself Ever Autumn, you just know there is something "hinky" going on behind the scenes.

My mother’s fourth husband, Hank, gave me that word when I was twelve and met him for the first time. He said, “Sparkle, just because your idiot mother named you after a dog doesn’t mean you have to let it make you feel hinky.”

I loved Hank the second I met him. Then Fiona (she says calling her Mother makes her feel old and Mom is too PTA-ish) moved us to Ever Autumn and Hank disappeared from my life.

I was named after my mother’s dog, Princess Sparkle, an award-winning West Highland White Terrier, who died after ingesting a poisonous plant shortly before my mother gave birth to me. [note: Aunt Vivian, later referred to as Aunt Voldemort, poisoned the dog out of jealousy over the attention my mother received for being pregnant and unmarried. She only recently admitted this to us during one of her rabid rants about how no one ever pays attention to her.]

At first glance Ever Autumn, located along the shoreline of one of Michigan's Greatest Lakes, could be Anytown, USA. Town Square. Courthouse. A few churches. Picturesque countryside.

Strangers comment: 'Ever Autumn is an unusual name. Is it always Autumn here?' Yes, I say. It is. They laugh, but I’m not kidding.

When the Pacific Northwest is having Spring and Summer, we’re having Indian Summer. When the East Coast is having winter, Ever Autumn has brisk winds and rain. But any way you swing it--it’s still Autumn--still a variation of Autumn.
Our trees are in a perpetual state of photoperiodism. We grow pumpkins and corn year round. Make apple cider. Decorate in oranges, golds; browns…amber greens. Locals born here just shrug and say, This is home. But to transplants like me and my sisters, we know Ever Autumn is not only hinky…its possessed by something otherworldly.

My mother moved me and my sisters, Trinkett and Bon Bon [she demands we call her Bonnie] to Ever Autumn after attending a Dog Groomers convention Traverse City.

Fiona is renown in the dog groomer circles and moved us often in her quest for self-gratification, be it money, a new husband, or a whim that struck her fancy. She said she fell in love with Ever Autumn’s charm, which reminded her of the setting of the old Bob Newhart show—the one where Bob ran a quaint bed and breakfast—not the one where he was married to Suzanne Pleshette.

I think what really charmed her was the thickness of the town mayor’s wallet...so Daddy Hank got the boot and me and my sisters were shuffled from our Pacific Northwest suburb up to Michigan's U-Pee.

Fiona’s brash, superior, man-eating persona made her a pariah the instant her four inch Manolo Blahnik’s hit Main Street---that and the fact she was The Other Woman because Daddy #5, Mayor Ballard, kicked his wife of sixteen years to the curb and moved us into his big ol’ showcase of a house right there on Main Street. Townfolk gave us kids the benefit of the doubt since we were kids, but we felt the sting all the same. Conversations would hush or change when we were around. Teachers and parents barely veiled their dark sarcasm.

Fiona adored being important, dressing well, throwing lavish parties, spending Daddy Mayor’s money. But when Daddy Mayor lost re-election, Ever Autumn lost its appeal for her and she moved on.

My sisters and I stayed behind. I married the first guy who asked me (good thing I loved him a whole lot) and changed my name, but Trinkett and Bonnie usually forget to call me Kim.

I followed Fiona's footsteps into the dog grooming biz, but eventually stumbled onto my real "life calling." Now, instead of grooming a standard poodle to look like a peacock (aka a peakadoodle) or the pirate Jack Sparrow, I channel my creativity into my books.

My novel, Southern Exposure, is a romantic comedy written with the idea my mother-in-law would be reading it...so sorry, not much gratuitous sex in it. 

Check out my web page at www.kimberley-dehn.com.

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Southern Exposure   A runaway bride meets her destiny in an obscure Georgia town comprised of an outlaw pig, the best fried chicken in the South, and a mouthwatering mayor who thinks she's trouble.   Heiress Kat Hubbard thinks her knack...
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A Peek Into the Life of Kimberley Dehn

Runaway bride meets her fate in small Georgia town.

Runaway bride meets her fate in small Georgia town.
Heiress Kat Hubbard thinks her knack for picking losers is in her family's genetic code.

Heiress Kat Hubbard thinks her knack for picking losers is in her family's genetic code.
Dean Mickler wants a new life, but won't leave his town teetering on the brink of economic disaster.

Dean Mickler wants a new life, but won't leave his town teetering on the brink of economic disaster.
My name's Katharine--Kat to my friends--Hubbard. Watch the nails.

My name's Katharine--Kat to my friends--Hubbard. Watch the nails.

Visit Kimberley Dehn's website: www.kimberley-dehn.com

Kimberley Dehn's Links:

http://kimberleydehn.wordpress.com

http://keptbycats.blogspot.com

www.wings-press.com





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