Under the Southern Cross, an awesome awakening amid the orange blossoms on a South African citrus farm.

From Marie Warder, writer of such bestsellers as Storm Water and With no Remorse... one can always expect the extraordinary. In this regard, When you know that you know that you know! - an enthralling and very different romance, (if it can so be described) - is no exception. Set amid orange groves in the lovely town of Nelspruit, South Africa - among 'Bougainvilleas, Flame trees, Jacarandas and Poinsettias; Scarlet Flamboyant and Bottle Brush, yellow Bird of Paradise, crimson Erythrina, salmon, rose pink and white Oleander, interspersed by a riot of the sky blue, Duranta' - the air is heavy with the perfume of orange blossom in this well-written novel with an unusual plot, unusual complications and an unusual conclusion. It is the story of a successful young American, one of the wealthiest men in the world, who travels to South Africa where, going in search of his brother, he finds God - and, so doing, finds himself! To say more would be to spoil for our readers what should prove to be a captivating read which will hold their attention from start to finish. Every chapter ends with a cliff-hanger!

While to many people around the world Marie Warder is known chiefly as the Founder and President Emerita of both the Canadian and South African Hemochromatosis Societies, and the Founder and former President of the International Association of Haemochromatosis Societies, there are as many to whom her name is familiar as the author of such bestsellers as the non-fiction book, The Bronze Killer, and novels like Storm Water and With no Remorse… A writer from whom one can always expect the unexpected. Not surprisingly, many of her stories - of which'Tarnished Idols' is a good example - take place in and around newspaper offices for, according to "The Journalist", she became, at the age of seventeen, the youngest chief reporter in the world, having sold her first newspaper article at the age of 11 and her first short story at 17. During her career as a journalist she was privileged to interview some the world's most famous people.

There are also very few of Marie Warder's stories in which her tall, well built and charming husband - and frequently, his brother - are not to be detected somewhere among the leading characters. Not surprisingly, music is usually another feature. She played the piano in Tom's very popular dance band, and he was wholeheartedly supportive of her writing. Unfortunately, when he suddenly became ill, as she tells in the book, "The Bronze Killer", they had come to the end of the good times. After nearly eight years of deteriorating health he was finally diagnosed with iron overload, and since then, except for a series of travel articles for a magazine, she has devoted her literary efforts entirely to the writing of more than 200 articles on the subject of hemochromatosis, and to the production of patient literature for individuals, hospitals and other medical facilities. Her newsletters and brochures have gone out to more than 16 countries.

Now, believing that she has done all in her power to promote awareness of the world's most common genetic disorder, she is back to doing what she likes best …writing stories. Published in 2004, Storm Water and With no remorse… were the first in the new Dromedaris Series of 'Stories from South Africa'. These novels are followed by When you know that you know that you know! or: The redemption of Benjamin Ashton, and Tarnished Idols. Both for release in 2005.

I can claim no credit for this book. It wrote itself and carried me along with it! However, the memory of the view from the balcony of a Nelspruit hotel at which I went with my husband’s band, many years ago, to play for a dance, remained so powerfully with me that I knew I would have to write about it some day. Except that there are no gorgeously plumed peacocks parading among the green and gold of the citrus trees and the magnificence of the Erythrinas, at sunset, that is the view I have now described from ‘Benjamin Ashton’s stoep’.