Tower Falls

A fun filled adventure for Annie and Letty two elderly spinster sisters who see the world differently. They enter a small local college and campus life will never be the same. We follow them through the world of murder espionage and intrigue.. By Oliver Tower a pen name for Sheryl Hamilton Chaney and Netty Harris.. PREVIEW:. As they were floating the tranquil Nile a scene was developing just around the bend in the rapids. Jonah Souser an avid fisherman dressed in full gear straight from “Fish RUs” hooked the biggest fish of his fishing career. As he played his prize he slipped and landed prone in the water. His hip boots quickly filled with water. He struggled with the boot’s suspenders holding the waist high boots in place with one hand while desperately clinging to the fishing rod with the other. . The force of white water strength caught him pulling him thumping and bumping down the rapids. Choking gasping spitting water and trying to stay afloat nearly became a losing battle.. “Look Letty what is that up ahead?”. “It looks like a head.”. “Smarty!”. “I would even suppose it’s attached. Oh my goodness it’s the professor.”. “Hurry Letty we’ve got to catch him. We’ve got to pull him out!”. As they caught up with the drowning fisherman Letty yelled excitedly— “Grab him by the heels Annie. That way we can dump the water and get him in the raft easier.”. “No Letty!” Gasping for breath the professor clung to the raft. “Help me with the suspenders.”. “But then you’ll lose them.”. “I don’t care!”. “I have a knife I can cut them?”. “No!”. Both ladies wet to the skin now—pulled and tugged on the professor as he was being battered by the passing rocks. All of a sudden the suspenders gave way snapped with a vengeance and caught him in the face. He lost his hold on the raft and began to float down the rapids. The ladies managed to catch him again and this time were able to pull him into the raft. With the boots gone and the hazardous rescue completed he laid face down in the raft for a few minutes until he was able to get a second wind. Then he pulled himself to a sitting position— “Damn! I’ve lost everything!”