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Evie had been writing and illustrating the Celia Tindle book series fror fifteen years. They were successful, well done books that had a huge following and she was on the cusp of lucrative movie, T.V. and merchandizing deals.
She was unhappy. Her life seemed to parallel the life of her main character too closely. That wasn’t a real problem unless you considered the fact that Celia Tindle was 9 and Evie was 27. She was tired, unsure and more than anything, she doubted she would ever fall in love. Not if her main character couldn’t.
Then, a trip to an island retreat, time away from the books and a charming stranger brought new hope to her life. At what cost did that hope come, was what she was soon to find out.
Written by Rebecca Milton
Published by AmorBooks
She was a great one for catching the next best thing out of the corner of her eye or creatively conjuring condors from clouds or clumps of cotton. Probably not an acceptable sentence, if you were to ask one of the long-bearded men who made pronouncements about such things as the acceptability of a sentence, but, none other could describe her as perfectly. She carried her polka dot parasol everywhere, always wore her rain boots because, even on a sunny day, “There’s always hope of rain,” she would say. This did not mean, of…
