THE LIGHT AT THE BRIDGE

About the Book

Jenny had lived with her grandmother since she was seven and her parents had died of the fever. She spent fi fteen years in the country helping her Granny with chores. She was now twenty-two and her grandmother seventy-two. Granny had often told Jenny she wanted her to be married and secure when she left her, but the crop of young men around had not appealed to Jenny. Although Jenny often had doubts about her, she loved her grandmother. But there was also something different about her. Jenny’s Granny had an uncanny way of knowing things before they happened. One morning, Granny insisted that Jenny bring a basket to their new neighbor, Jordan Foster. On the way there, she encounters an accident at the bridge when she hears someone scream. Jordan fi nds her knocked unconscious and when he calls for help, she disappears. A mysterious force in Jordan’s house attempts to help him fi nd her and as he recues her, begins a series of events that would unravel a complex web of past incidents that revolve around The Light At The Bridge

About the Author

RHONDA DIANE PIETROWSKI January 23, 1948 – February 2, 2011 Rhonda Diane Pietrowski was born January 23, 1948, in the Arkansas delta. A time of unprecedented fi nancial revival for most of the country, little had changed for those who tended to the hot summer fi elds immediately west of the mighty Mississippi. Mrs. Pietrowski and her brother spent their summer months with their grandmother. Having no electricity, indoor plumbing or the other amenities of today, Mrs. Pietrowski still endeavored to fi nd relaxation when not helping “Granny” pick cotton. Storytelling and reading bible verse by lamp oil were the order of her day. Mrs. Pietrowski eloquently portrays the unique delta culture through her sole literary masterpiece, The Light at the Bridge. Mrs. Pietrowski lulls her reader into mystery, murder, and romance. The big screens of today do not match her creativity. After marrying her husband, Mrs. Pietrowski left the Arkansas fi elds. To be sure, the fi elds never left her. She spent the year of 1975 caring for her husband, raising her three boys, and penning this work. After passing away in 2011, her husband and boys took a renewed interest in this work only to fi nd that she had left them a gift far greater than could be expected- the gift of her creative mind and soul set down on 223 pages of delight. To her last days on earth, Mrs. Pietrowski claimed this work to be fi ction. Her family chooses to let the reader decide.