Close Call in Alexandria

As I embarked on my journey to Hemphill, Texas, I had this brilliant idea: I was going to take copies of my first novel, Mayhem at the Happy Valley Motor Inn and Resort, and place them in Little Free Libraries as I neared my destination. Since the series is set in that part of the country I could picture readers being excited to find a book about a fictional campground on Lake Toledo Bend.

So, when I drove through Alexandria, Louisiana, near the Texas state line, I googled the nearest Little Free Library and headed to that address.

The route took me away from the interstate and into a neighborhood that grew less and less savory with every turn.

I told myself I wouldn’t get out of the car if I didn’t trust my surroundings. Sure enough, when I found the right place, the little library was sitting well back on the property—near the front door, and it didn’t appear to have any books inside at all. So I pulled over to the curb and reset my GPS. When I looked up, there were three law enforcement vehicles there with me. 😳

My heart kind of stuttered for a moment, but they didn’t have their lights on, and no one approached my car, so I kind of waved and drove away. As I headed down the interstate I kept glancing in my rear view mirror wondering when they were going to come after me.

I wonder if they’d have accepted a book or two in exchange for a ticket? Guess we’ll never know.

Peace, people!

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

11 thoughts on “Close Call in Alexandria”

  1. I don’t think the authorities were after you- I think you got into the middle of a stake out and are lucky no one started shooting from either direction. Here’s a story line- the little free library is actually a front for fentanyl dealers and they use the library for their exchanges and money transfer…

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      1. Yes, we have quite a few around here. They are almost a part of the sidewalks. I don’t think that I would go up into anyone’s yard just to exchange books. It seems really odd and creepy.

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    1. I was a little paranoid for about twenty miles or so! To my disappointment, there were no Little Free Libraries in the vicinity! And on my way home I was trying to outrun some rainstorms, so I didn’t take any side trips.

      But today I was out shopping in Tallahassee and stumbled onto one next to a little cottage shop. I left a copy of Mayhem and left with this crazy sci-fi romance called Ice Planet Barbarians. So far, it’s s hoot!

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