by Abby Rose
There was a time I had all my creator's attention. She spent hours with me and we solved some real interesting cases. Oh. I forgot. I'm Abby Rose, I'm adopted and I became an adoption P.I. thanks to Leann Sweeney. Basically your cold cases, 'cause some of my investigations take me back decades. But then Leann went to the BIGGER city, bigger than Houston. Yankee town--aka The Big Apple--and had a meeting with that lady who makes all the decisions. Well, guess what? I'm sitting on the back burner now. No stories for me these days. Am I jealous of Leann's new best friend Jillian Hart? Let me put it this way. If she gets ants in her house, I want termites. You betcha I'm jealous.
Not that I don't understand. Leann's had her troubles. Stinkin' Lyme disease and other stuff. She can't do more than one big story in a year. But I want y'all to know that I'm still working, my twin Kate still helps me and Jeff Kline has a strangle hold on my heart. But I miss y'all and one day I promise I'll be back. Meanwhile, tell me the favorite thing my daddy used to say. I know you've heard me say plenty about him. He was a wise old man.