And, as always, I would LOVE good, honest reviews. They are hard to come by for independent authors. I don’t stack the reviews. I will admit that a lot of friends are the ones leaving review for my books, but that’s because they are trying to help. And I appreciate EVERY one of them… even the guy that found mistakes in Triple Cross… I have since fixed them, and would love newer reviews.

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A younger man, a psycho ex-husband, two teenage daughters and a lot of gossip. How many times does Linda have to escape her old life?

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Linda has a buried past, but when she falls in love, it claws its way back, threatening to blow up her new life. Not only could she lose the love she never knew she needed, but her past could tear her daughters from her, too.

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Linda made her way toward the restroom, catching the waitress on the way. “On my rum and Coke, could you make that a diet Coke and hold the rum… but please, put it in the same kind of glass as his. I need to drive.”

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Nick glanced around, looking for the big German kid. Not seeing him, he asked, “Things still going well with you guys, I guess?”

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She leaned across the table again and put her hand on the back of his neck. She pulled him toward her. The kiss this time wasn’t a speedy smooch on the lips. It was a toe-curling, tongue lashing. When she leaned back, he was glad he had lip balm in his pocket because his lips were burning. He glanced around and there were half a dozen tables staring directly at them.

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