NEW RELEASE AND A MOVE
Two reasons bring Cancer heroine Janine Rhodes to Fern Lake .
The first is the Masters and Doctors program at the nearby university. The
second is a letter from a dying woman. Since the courses she takes are weekend
ones, she finds a job for the Grantlans a writer and a nurse practitioner
caring for their toddler niece they recently adopted. While here, she is able
to observe the son she gave up for adoption eight years ago and his attorney
father. She is content just to watch until tragedy strikes.
When Virgo Nate Quinn learns about his son’s medical condition, he can barely hold on. Just a year ago, he lost his wife to cancer. His adopted son has become his entire family. When the doctor asks him about the child’s birth parents, he has no idea. He agreed to the adoption but only signed papers and took no other part in the process. Now he needs to locate two people.
Then he learns the identity of his son’s birth mother and knows she has been in the periphery of life. He acts rashly and then must find a way to make amends, especially when he learns more about her.
When Virgo Nate Quinn learns about his son’s medical condition, he can barely hold on. Just a year ago, he lost his wife to cancer. His adopted son has become his entire family. When the doctor asks him about the child’s birth parents, he has no idea. He agreed to the adoption but only signed papers and took no other part in the process. Now he needs to locate two people.
Then he learns the identity of his son’s birth mother and knows she has been in the periphery of life. He acts rashly and then must find a way to make amends, especially when he learns more about her.
This beek finished very close to the deadline. The problem was
two fold. I became so interested in the story that I forgot to look at the
romance and also had a screwy time line. At the beginning of May when I was
revising I discovered both problems and had to rewrite all but four chapters.
But I finished and the bookis released.
Now for the move. I haven’t left my home of many years. When
my husband became very ill, we moved him to what way my study for his bedroom
and I migrated to the second floor. This meant many trips up and down the
stairs.
When he died in January, the process of moving took a lot of
time and with the coronavirus the move was slow. I am now back to my home base
and happily learning the new routing. I do miss having the large screen TV
across from my recliner but that’s probably a good thing. I don’t waste time
watching TV. But my dragons are arrayed above my computer and so is the
dreamcatcher, my epee from my fencing days and family pictures.