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ONE-BY-ONE THE SPIRIT-FILLED APARTMENTS AT BROUSSARD COURT CALL THOSE IN NEED OF SHELTERING COMFORT.
THE SEQUEL TO THE NEW WITCH
Madame Badeaux, the old woman they called The Witch was dead, but was she gone? Someone, or something, lingered on, guiding and protecting those who came to live at Broussard Court. An old man escaping his family’s plan for a retirement home. A young woman fleeing her family’s disapproval. A teen boy with no place to go. Solace and safety await them at Broussard Court, where secrets are revealed and lives mended. And when the circle finally closes, it brings home the person snatched away when she was small. Was her life a tragedy? Or did it serve a greater good? EARLY PRAISE FOR TRUE MEMORIES
In Nancy Smith Gibson’s long-awaited sequel to The New Witch, the spirit of Madame Badeaux lives on at Broussard Court as new tenants come to the Big Easy in search of change. While True Memories – a warm family story – stands on its own, those who enjoyed reading about Madame’s heirs (Addie and Simon) in Gibson’s 2017 book will not be disappointed. In New Orleans, every person has a story and Gibson’s characters hold the reader’s attention from start to finish.-Diane Dove-social worker and avid reader.
A heartwarming and enchanting tale of the new characters unexpectedly drawn to a quiet street in New Orleans. Broussard Court and its neighborhood is a place where friends, family, spirits and magic abound. In this latest novel, Nancy Smith Gibson has crafted a spellbinding sequel to The New Witch.-Ellen Carpenter, author of The Problem with LUST.
As Abner stood looking into the empty shop, he felt the tingling spread throughout his body. This was the third time he had come to stare into the big front windows, and the energy became stronger each time. It was as if electricity was running up and down his spine. Today it ran through his arms and reached his fingers where they grasped the door facing. The spirits were here, no doubt about it. He sensed them telling him there was something special about this place-something he should pay attention to.
