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Our Tales of the Scrimshaw Doll stories feature an ancient, cursed Scrimshaw doll. Although a doll, Rosa is definitely not a ‘toy.’ She’s not the kind of doll you would want your little girl to play with.  Not only is she fragile and worth a small fortune, she’s, well…cursed.

Toys have changed a great deal over the years. Nowadays, most toys are of an electronic nature. When I was a little girl, I loved, loved, loved Barbies. My sister, Ruth, and I would play Barbies for hours at a stretch. We would act out elaborate scenarios filled with romance and mayhem, where we—well, our Barbies–were often kidnapped and eventually rescued. (Perhaps my writing roots were starting to take hold at that time. :)) We didn’t have store bought Barbie clothes, other than the one the doll came with, so we would cut out squares of material and cut two holes for the arms, cut a strip for the belt, and slip the ‘dresses’ on the Barbies and tie the belt around their tiny waists. Our dolls could never go outside in the winter time…they didn’t have sleeves. 🙂

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We didn’t have Ken dolls, so our ‘guys’ were invisible. We put celebrities in the role of our love interests. We were both huge Elvis fans (and still are), so we made an pact that he was ‘off limits’ for both of us (well, both our Barbies, had we ever met him in person and had the opportunity, the sister pact was out the window). The stand-ins for our boyfriends were usually a choice between David Cassidy, Donny Osmond, Bobby Sherman, and Davey Jones. All of that probably sounds pretty lame by today’s standards of elaborate, expensive toys, but we had tons and tons of fun. We were blissfully ignorant of what we were missing out on.

I had a particular Barbie that was my favorite. She was a Malibu Barbie with straight, silky, silvery blond hair, sky blue eyes, and a perfect tan. I adored her! When I was about twelve, I was trying to decide if I was too old for Barbies. I thought I was, but didn’t really want to give them up. I lived in Moore, Oklahoma, and a tornado hit our town. I was attending Plaza Towers Grade School (the same grade school that was destroyed by the tornado in May of this year, where those poor little kids lost their lives). The school was taking up collections for tornado victims, so I donated all of my Barbies, including Malibu, to the victims. It came at a time when I was ‘growing up’ anyway, so it just worked out. But, it took me a little while to be okay with the fact that my Barbie playing days were over.

Just a few days ago, I was discussing childhood toys with my best friend of plus forty years, Paige. She said that she still has a Miss Beasley doll from the show, Family Affair. How cool is that? I don’t have any of my toys from childhood…but I wish I did. They wouldn’t be as valuable as Rosa, but they would be special keepsakes.

What were your favorite toys as a child? Do you still have any of them?

Check out my Tales of the Scrimshaw Doll story, Thicker than Water, featuring Rosa, the ‘not for children’ doll. Also, be sure to check out the other stories in the series.

NOTE: This story will have a price change within a few days, and will be only 99¢. Be sure to wait for that to happen before purchasing!

ThickerThanWater_7113_750Blurb:

Sometimes, secrets refuse to stay buried…

A ten-year-old accidental killing and an ancient cursed doll are only part of Julia Bennett’s problems. When she returns to her hometown of Covington, Oklahoma for an old friend’s funeral, she’s thrust into the middle of a murder case–and discovers she never stopped loving her high school sweetheart.

Jake Devlin is now the sheriff of Covington and faced with solving a murder. He isn’t surprised to find Julia in the middle of things. She still seems like the troublemaker whose reckless mistake caused a man’s death years ago–and who broke his heart when she left him without so much as a goodbye.

Jake makes it clear he’s over her, and Julia can’t wait to leave Covington behind. But when another friend dies, she knows she must stay. Can they put the past behind them and stop a killer before he claims another victim?

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