DANVILLE — The Rev. Robert Andrews has a new book out — his second — and it’s a romance adventure.
Inspiration for the story came from his frequent visits to Honduras and Nicaragua.
Titled “Dangerous Curves” (Curvas Peligrosas), the work contains characters based on local people he said who “are pretty identifiable.”
“The book involves people from Bloomsburg, Danville and Williamsport who go on a trip.,” he said. “It has a lot of local flavor and lots of surprises.”
He will hold a book signing from 6:30 to 8 p.m. March 20 in the Peter’s Community Room of the Thomas Beaver Free Library at Ferry and East Market streets. Paperback copies of the 290-page fiction will be available for $18 each. The book and Kindle editions also can be purchased at Amazon.com.
Depicting Honduras as a place of enchantment, beauty and pain, Andrews writes of Rick Ansley as he reluctantly arrives in the country with his own pain. He enters a whirlwind of unexpected adventure, danger and a tempestuous romance on a surprising journey through cities and jungles.
“I see you found your way to our little zoo, Ricardo.” A startled Rick turned to see Tomas and Carolyn Rose resting in the shade of a banana tree on a
stone bench. Tomas was sipping a Mirinda orange soda and Carolyn Rose was eating an ice cream cone, the paper folded down to cover her fingers. Tomas’s black jacket was neatly folded over the back of the bench.
Tomas called out again. “You’re not shopping. I always imagined all gringos liked to shop. Come,” he beckoned, “please, join Rosacita and myself.”
Rick glanced back at the cage of the large birds. He thumbed in their direction. “These birds are beautiful. I’ve never seen such striking colors.”
Tomas nodded. “They are Guacamayas. In your language, Macaws. They are a large breed of parrots. Papagayos. It is said they can live for 100 years. They also, it is said, mate for life. Though I personally doubt that.”
Rick turned to face the cage. “Very striking,” Rick marveled.
“They are, indeed,” Tomas said. “To the primitive people of my country they were called the fire birds. Birds of the sun. The scarlet ones are our national bird. You can see how their wings are like flames. If I remember from my days at school, fire to the Mayans symbolized change. By fire they were able to communicate with the Gods.”