The Naga of Lyon

By Hilary Walker

An executive’s wife sees a camel running down the highway towards Lyon, a big city in France. Yet her husband refuses to believe her.

That night, she and the camel embark on a series of unforeseen and humorous adventures, but still her husband refuses to believe the animal exists.

That is, until she gets the last laugh.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Oct 10, 2010
• ISBN: 9781611520927

Hilary Walker

British born bestselling author Hilary Walker writes uplifting Christian fiction that transports readers into the healing world of horses. She lives on Hilton Head Island with two British bulldogs and her husband, who hopes she'll get interested in golf.  No luck so far. Instead she rides competitive dressage on her homebred Welsh cross gelding, and enjoys taking him on the trails.

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The Naga of Lyon

By Hilary Walker

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The Naga of Lyon

By Hilary Walker

My taxi overtook the camel shortly after we left Satolas airport in southern France, but the animal caught up with us ten minutes later on the autoroute.

We were stuck in thick traffic and she loped past us on the hard shoulder, nose in the air, like a 4x4 plowing through snow-drifts and smugly cruising by drivers stranded without