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One disastrous night. One devastating man. One diabolical proposition.

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He’s stubborn. She’s tougher. His kid? Already picked the bride.

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My December Nocturne, The Empath, is dedicated to my dog, Tia. Someone I know thought that was strange. I didn’t. Tia wasn’t just a pet, but a loyal friend.

One year ago, Tia died from liver cancer. When my husband and I got the
diagnosis, our hearts broke. Our wonderful, lively pet who barked with joy when
we came home, used to howl when my husband howled with her, jumped in my lap
when I wrote and rested her head on the laptop (ever try to write with a 24-
pound Shih Tzu hogging the keyboard?) was dying. Typical of Tia, as I sat there
crying, she pushed her nose into my face and tried to cheer me up.

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