Our readers are telling us this is their favorite...so heres a little excerpt of Tie Dye and Flannel, a sweet romance that takes us back to the 80s and reminds us that the definition of family isnt always who you are related to, but who you love. Maria would never tell a soul about today, not ever. She would never admit how she hovered by the phone waiting for it to ring, or how she went through every piece of clothing in her closet trying to determine which outfit to wear tonight. All this for a woman she just met—a tall, thin rake of a woman that would never be considered an exceptional beauty, her blonde hair was too dark and her nose a bit too thin for that—yet who fascinated her beyond measure. The dress she had bought today hung off of the closet door, trying to convince her that it was the one. “Not tonight, another night perhaps, but no,” she filled the silence with her own voice. That dress was reserved for her vision, for bare feet and warm sand and rushing water and a woman whose face lay in shadow against the bright sunlight behind her. Was Stacie that woman? Her grandmother would tell her to trust her visions. The women at the retreat would tell her to trust the universe and things would happen as they were meant to be. Her very Catholic mother would shake her head and avert her eyes, then cross herself and mutter a prayer for her wayward daughter—the one that refused to be married off and give her grandbabies. amazon/Tie-Dye-Flannel-Chase-Rowan-ebook/dp/B00QY28U82/
Posted on: Tue, 20 Jan 2015 22:50:03 +0000
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