I started a new book since Emma and Duke’s story is stuck (but it will get unstuck when I’m feeling better). I’m sorry I haven’t been around–my mother-in-law passed away last week and we were kind of close plus I’ve had this bad cold. The cold was just annoying at first, but today it’s kind of bad.
Anyway, here’s my new book–it’s the sequel to “I’ll be Home for Chanukah,” and has a secret baby plot. This is raw–I started it while I was sick, but any feedback will be appreciated. I’ll try to get to all of yours.
I hear my ten-year-old daughter, Ana’s, clear and beautiful singing voice as we hurry through the Denver Airport. Outside, taxis wait to take us to our destination, an English Tudor cottage in the mountains.
I can’t wait to settle into our new home with Ana. I’m looking forward to my new job as a music therapist, too. Ten years ago I’d fallen in love with Dannville, Colorado…and Oren Sachs,
“Mama?” Ana had stopped singing “Let It Go” from the Disney movie “Frozen.” I face her intense gaze. She has her dad’s musical talent and dark good looks. “What’s the matter?”
“Nothing. I’m just nervous about moving here, and the new job.”
“We’re going to love it!”