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== About The Book ==
 
== About The Book ==
There's noting like Southern hospitality.  Unfortuately, Jamie Faber got off on the wrong foot in New Orleans, insulting a high priestess of voodoo, who in turn put a curse on her.  In short order, her car died, her telephone began spitting static, fuses blew and electric lights exploded at her touch.  Matters soon reached the breaking point--how could Jamie be an effective social worker when her terrified clients avoided her like the plague?
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There's nothing like Southern hospitality.  Unfortunately, Jamie Faber got off on the wrong foot in New Orleans, insulting a high priestess of voodoo, who in turn put a curse on her.  In short order, her car died, her telephone began spitting static, fuses blew and electric lights exploded at her touch.  Matters soon reached the breaking point--how could Jamie be an effective social worker when her terrified clients avoided her like the plague?
  
On the other hand, Dr. Quaid Gerreau was the picture of hospitality.  But it made no sense that straitlaced Jamie found it so hard to resist a man who scorned rules, befriended every reprobate in town and believed in voodoo.  Unless, of course, Quaid wasn't above casting a few spells of his own.
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On the other hand, Dr. Quaid Gerreau was the picture of hospitality.  But it made no sense that strait-laced Jamie found it so hard to resist a man who scorned rules, befriended every reprobate in town and believed in voodoo.  Unless, of course, Quaid wasn't above casting a few spells of his own.

Revision as of 23:07, 1 May 2007

About The Book

There's nothing like Southern hospitality. Unfortunately, Jamie Faber got off on the wrong foot in New Orleans, insulting a high priestess of voodoo, who in turn put a curse on her. In short order, her car died, her telephone began spitting static, fuses blew and electric lights exploded at her touch. Matters soon reached the breaking point--how could Jamie be an effective social worker when her terrified clients avoided her like the plague?

On the other hand, Dr. Quaid Gerreau was the picture of hospitality. But it made no sense that strait-laced Jamie found it so hard to resist a man who scorned rules, befriended every reprobate in town and believed in voodoo. Unless, of course, Quaid wasn't above casting a few spells of his own.