title: The Scarlet Letter Opener
author:  Linda M. Au 
description: Linda M. Au has worked behind the scenes in publishing as a proofreader and typesetter since the late 1980s. Although she's worked for several publishers on-site, she eventually decided to work as a freelancer so she could throw out her alarm clock. Since that decision, she's worked with clients such as Carroll &amp; Graf, Shoemaker &amp; Hoard, Christian Publications/WingSpread, Pegasus Books, and F&amp;W Publications. She also proofreads author manuscripts being prepped for submission to agents and editors. Linda is also a writing coach for 8th grade composition with the online writing site WriteAtHome.com. She is currently on the board of the St. Davids Christian Writers' Association and the Board of Education &amp; Publication of the Reformed Presbyterian Church of North America. In recent years, Linda's humor essays have garnered numerous awards, from a national contest on BrassRing.com to the Hall of Fame at the St. Davids Christians Writers' Conference. Linda lives with her husband, Wayne, in western Pennsylvania. They share six children from previous marriages. Their early married life looked like the Brady Bunch minus Alice. Well, no, not really.
zlib_text: BEE-6831B Sweet Virgin's Caress by Morris DeCat Chapter 1 Wayne Austin got out
  of his car, and looked at the house for a moment before ringing the doorbell.
  He was tired of dealing with the idiocies of the school district employing
  him, and so had passed up doing summer duty at the high school where he
  taught. Still, there were financial conditions, and so he had listened with
  interest when a friend told him of a summer, and possibly a fall, opening at a
  private coastal school. That and the address of the house he now stood before
  were all the information he had been provided with, other than a phone number.
  The woman who had answered and made the appointment with him was named Kelly
  Fairfield, and her voice had nestled warmly in his ear. The door opened, and
  Wayne looked down into brown eyes, the curved, dark eyebrows above them lifted
  questioningly. "I'm Wayne Austin. I have an appointment with Miss Fairfield,"
  he smiled. "Come on in. She's tied up on the phone, but she'll be down in