Monthly Archives: December 2014



Greetings my friends from all the characters of Blackston Lake.

      May you all have a joyful New Years Eve.

Here’s a toast to 2015 being pack with joy, peace, and love.

May all your dreams and goals come true.                      Marci



Secrets  Cove left side Book option 7.15.2012   196 (2)I’ve introduced you to the four major male characters that we have in the Blackston Lake Saga last week. The welcome home pajama party is now over, Allan and Marcus are headed back up to Lake Michigan with their ladies, leaving Craig and Howard to talk…      

Carla has confirmed that the occupants of the boat look likes Mark and  Paula Smith, the couple that stood up for them when they went to Vegas. That is the very same Mark that was hurt breaking into his home for some Jack Daniels the night they returned from their honeymoon.

Howard and Craig headed into the library. “Craig, come with me. Let’s see if this security system worked like it was supposed to.” “There, your system has captured them, push this button and you have a print out and your proof.”

“Howard I have questions,” Craig said. “I know. We’ll talk later ok Craig?” “Sure Howard, but, Mark’s car is still on my property right?” Craig asked.

“Yes, Craig why” Howard asked. “Howard if we wore gloves could we check to see if there’s anything in the car to prove he broke in here.”  Howard gave Craig a very serious look “Craig what’s wrong, there’s something bugging you?”

“Carla made a statement when we talked the other day and she’s been tossing a lot since the break in. She was talking in her sleep too ‘leave me alone Mark’ that was Friday about 4 AM and Carla never hit the hooch until later in the afternoon, not at 9 AM. I’m wondering if he was in here and fell trying to leave that morning and that’s why Tim couldn’t find him!” Craig lowered his head and bit his lip.

“Damn Craig, you’re really dead serious aren’t you!” “Yes, Howard.” Howard dialed his phone. “Blackie, I need an accident car gone through, over here at Craig Jones place.”

“Howard, are you talking about Mark Smith’s car?” “Yes, it’s not been removed yet. Blackie it could be used as evidence of a break in.”

“Howard put Craig on the phone please.” “Blackie wants to talk to you Craig.” Howard handed Craig his phone.

“Hello Craig, in your own words what is causing your suspicions?” Craig told Blackie the same thing he had just told Howard. “Ok Craig, has he bothered you since?”

“Yes Blackie, the new security system shows them this morning sitting at the cove entrance. Allan Sullivan, Marcus Orlofsky, Howard Awls, Carla Jones, and I witnessed it today. Carla verified it with the binoculars from our room.” “Ok we’ll get up there this afternoon Craig,” Blackie hung up.

“Craig I’m taking Nichole home and I’ll be back as soon as I can. Better let Carla know that Blackie is coming about the car. We’ll tell her your suspicions when I get back ok?” Craig said, “Sure Howard thanks!”

“Carla Blackie and the police unit are coming to check out Mark’s car this afternoon, there’s something about this whole Mark thing that’s bugging you and now me.” Craig told Carla, “Ok Craig let me know what I need to do.




           I feel I should fill you in on the four men’s connection so you can get to know how these four minds are working out in Craig’s front yard. 

Howard Awls the oldest by 5 years, born and raised there in Awlsport and Blackston Lake. He’s the 3rd generation to be involved in the Awls Ironworks, ex Marine and business owner of a security company and other family businesses started by J.W. Awls and Craig’s great grandfather C.A. Jones.  Hence the reason why Craig and Howard are sort of joined at the hip and how Carla could think he was her personal security guard.

Now Allan Sullivan and Marcus Orlofsky are the same age as Craig, born and raised next door in Waukegan, and spent a lot of their summers at Blackston Lake with Craig. Marcus studied all the financial courses he could, joined the Navy and became a Seal. He was able to learn about  intelligence during this time. He’s Craig’s financial adviser, CPA and best buddy since age 3.

Allan Sullivan left Waukegan after studying law, joined the Navy, like Marcus he was a Seal and eventually worked for the FBI, now he is in the security business with Howard and the one that’s saved Craig’s behind a few times and Allan was the one who discovered the email mess that caused that big fight with Carla.Secrets  Cove left side Book option 7.15.2012   196 (2)

As you know if you’ve been following the Blackston Lake Saga that these three men are very connected with Craig’s life. 

At one time Carla even thought they were too connected but not anymore. Now her best friend Mary Kate is dating Allan, Howard’s new gal happens to be the nurse from Carla’s doctor. A new friend has joined the group, Maureen… so you can imagine what the chatter was about as the ladies started breakfast this morning.

Breakfast was lengthy as Marcus shared his sailing journey. Craig put in the wedding DVD over more coffee and everyone laughed. The group of friends was the real thing, and Craig finally realized what Allan and Howard had been saying for so long about who his real friends were.


Morning Discovery

     Best way to wake up is the smell of coffee brewing! See if it works for the sleepy heads at Craig’s on Blackston Lake.

“I should have known you’d be up first, morning Howard sleep ok?” Carla asked, turning on the oven. “Oh yes. Need help cooking Carla?” “No Howard, you and Craig enjoy your morning, already made up the casseroles yesterday.”

“Morning everyone,” Allan and Mary Kate waltzed in. “Do you want tea or coffee, Mary Kate?” “Coffee, need help Carla?” “Everything is under control Mary Kate. I figure Marcus and Maureen will be last down.”

“Morning Nichole” Carla handed her a cup “Oh coffee, thanks Carla, hi Mary Kate.” Carla, Mary Kate, and Nichole busied themselves setting the table and pouring juice.

“Sorry everyone jet lag, Morning” Marcus apologized. “Morning Maureen, Marcus, Coffee or Tea” Carla asked. “Carla we’re coffee junkies.” “Breakfast will be ready shortly.” Carla said.

The newspapers where on the table and everyone was sitting around the family room chatting, the casseroles where cooking and the coffee cake warming. The women sat chatting at the breakfast bar as the men went outside talking about the construction and walked around to the lakefront.

Craig and Howard saw the Cris Craft sitting right at the edge of the cove. “Is that the same boat Craig?” “From what I can see yes Howard, looks like Mark’s.” Howard was talking softly to the group now “I thought he was still in the hospital, got binoculars? Got your phone?”

Craig shook his head “Spy glasses yes, anybody got their cell, I need to call Carla without leaving our little scene here, and have her get the binoculars sighted on the boat.”

“Here, I dialed the number it’s all yours.” Allan handed the phone to Craig. “Honey, go upstairs and get the binoculars and look out our private terrace at the cove to the left, is that Mark’s boat?” Craig explained to Carla.

“Is this part of the issue going on here Howard?” Marcus asked, looking at Allan and Howard. “Yes Marcus,” Howard replied slapping his back, he went down on his haunches watching the boat, picking at the grass.

Allan walked over by the big tree followed by Marcus, “And there’s more than this Marcus, I’ll bring you up to speed on the trip home.” Marcus and Allan walked down the steps across to the beach area. “That is if it won’t freak out Maureen.” Marcus put his arm around Allan’s shoulder and said, “She’s cool with everything in fact she has some good ideas. I have to get her up to St. Joe and her Dad first. He’s really bad.”

“I understand Mary Kate just went through that a month ago. Oh and by the way, I have a Grand Cherokee for you to drive at the house.” Allan patted Marcus on the back as they turned and walked back up to the house. “Hope all this looks normal to whoever is watching us.” “Yep, just two old friends with a lot of memories, I’ve missed everyone and have so much to share, let’s get back up the stairs. Carla’s disappeared.”