Join us for a book signing with local author Ron Richard to feature his second in the Group Six series "Group Six and the Crater."

About the Book:

One little mistake in Tresado’s magical formula lands Group Six in a wasteland crawling with mutant monsters, a deadly disease, and creeping insanity that soon has them at each other’s throats.  Their rescue by the militia from Abakaar seems providential. Hidden away in an oasis valley, Abakaar’s people are happy, prosperous, and peaceful.  But Foxx’s Knowing Spell, which has always served him well at the gambling table, tells him that all is not as it seems. Has there ever been a group of Macai so placid and content? Where are the Eryndi citizens … including their friend Tresado? And why does no one ever leave Abakaar?

When an act of bravery catapults Foxx, Orchid, and Serena to the status of honored guests at the court of the Warrior Queen Minore, they must choose whether to accept the luxuries of Abakaar or risk their lives to expose a conspiracy which reaches across the planet.

Meanwhile, a parallel story 50,000 years in the past reveals the beginnings of both Abakaar and the magic widely practiced on the planet Lurra.

Join Group Six as their quest for treasure, magic, and fun takes them from a hellish desert to the paradise of Abakaar, and pits them against their most dangerous adversary yet. 

About the Author from Ron's website:

"Hi, my name is Ron and I’ll be your author today.

While I was still working at painting crosswalks and fixing traffic signs, there was not enough time for writing. Once I retired, it hit me. “Hey, I can be a writer now!” So I started on page one.

Soon after, something happened that gave me even more time. I was diagnosed with idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis (even though I had never smoked, which ain’t even hardly fair). My doctor told me there was no cure short of a lung transplant. My very first reaction was, “No way I’m going to suffer through that!” Were it not for the love of a woman, I might have just accepted that I would have a relatively short remainder of my life. But my wife Pat wasn’t about to let me.

She saw to it that I saw every doctor west of the Mississippi and regulated my bucket and a half of pills that I take every day. Finally after two years of physical therapy, carrying oxygen tanks around, and endless medical testing, I was placed on a transplant list. Even then, I wasn’t too optimistic, since I had heard that one can be on such a list for months or even years. Twelve days later, I received a call. They had a compatible lung available for me in Denver. The next day I had a new left lung in my body courtesy of a young donor. I shall be forever grateful to this soldier who served his country and gave me life."