TERRI KAY

MARCH 2005 GUEST AUTHOR
JUDY CLEMENS

About the Author. . .

Judy Clemens
is the author of Till The Cows Come Home and the
soon-to-be released
Three Can Keep a Secret.  A professional stage
manager, Judy has free-lanced at theaters in Louisville, KY, and
Philadelphia, PA.  She has also published plays and short stories.   
Judy lives in Ohio with her husband and two children, where their
livestock consists of three house cats.

Till The Cows Come Home  is a 2005 Agatha Award nominee for Best
First Novel.  The Agatha Awards are given by Malice Domestic, Ltd. a
nonprofit 501(c)(3) corporation.  Annually, the entity gives several
awards saluting the traditional mystery—-books best typified by the
works of Agatha Christie.  The genre includes mysteries that contain
no explicit sex, excessive gore or violence.  Books in this genre usually
feature an amateur detective, they have a confined setting and have  
characters who know one another.

A description of
Till The Cows Come Home by Judy Clemens
appears below.

Featured Book:  TILL THE COWS COME HOME
ISBN:  1-59058-082-6   Publisher:   Poisoned Pen Press    Price: $24.95
      
http://www.poisonedpenpress.com

Other books by this author:
COMING SOON! Three Can Keep a Secret
Publisher:   Poisoned Pen Press

Sources for books by this author:  
Direct from the author -
http://www. judyclemens.com

Also available from Poisoned Pen Press, Amazon.com, and by order
from other booksellers and online vendors.

E-mail: contact@judyclemens.com

TILL THE COWS COME HOME by Judy Clemens

Book Description

Stella Crown, dairy farmer and Harley-Davidson enthusiast, must discover why children in her
town
are dying, and thwart an evil saboteur set on destroying her town.


TILL THE COWS COME HOME by Judy Clemens, begins as follows:


CHAPTER ONE


“It’s a boy!  It’s a boy!” Zach shrieked.
“Oh no.  Really?”  I slumped to the floor, my elbows resting on my
knees.  “All that work for a boy?”
Carla grimaced.  “Sorry, Stella.”
“Stop.  It’s not your fault.”
“Poor old cow,” Howie said.
I sighed and leaned my head back against the wall.  It was only
mid-morning and already the temperature was in the high eighties.  I
wiped my forehead on my sleeve and looked at the mother, never one of
my favorites.  She’d just had a calf cut out of her side and now she
stood there, dumbly chewing her cud, as if nothing had happened.  I
made a face at her.
“What now?” I asked.
“Now we sew ‘er up,” Carla said.  “Give me a hand.”
Doctor Carla Beaumont waded through the straw to her med kit and
pulled out a hook-shaped needle and long pieces of thick thread.  Her
biceps-high gloves made the work cumbersome, but she handled the
instruments with the deftness of an experienced veterinarian.
“Come on,” she said.  “Hold this while I stitch.  Keep the two sides
out far enough I can get to them.”
I grabbed hold of the cow’s uterus, visible through the gaping
incision in the side of the cow.  It was slippery and warm, covered
with blood and who knows what other kind of slime.


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TILL THE COWS COME HOME by Judy Clemens, ©2004.  All rights reserved.


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