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Love, Danger, Homecomings & Heart β€” Your June Reading Escape Starts Here

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Perennials #1
The Wild Rose Press
July 2010
On Sale: July 1, 2010
Featuring: Sam Hanratty; Eddie Morgan; Iris Stanton
ISBN: 1601547544
EAN: 9781601547545
Kindle: B003V4B6JG
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At fifty, Iris Stanton’s divorced, out of a job, and her post-marriage condo is for sale and she can’t afford to buy it. So, when her crazy best friend, Yvonne, offers her the use of a beach cottage for the summer, Iris combines the opportunity with a plan to resolve her pending homelessness. At the shore Iris meets two men--flirtatious contractor, Sam Hanratty, whose attention makes her heart mambo, and his hulky foreman, Eddie Morgan, who gives her heartburn. It’s a summer of challenges that reveal her heart’s desire and the discovery of whom and what hold the key.

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The only time in my life that ever turned out like it does in the movies, of course, was now. Eddie put the key into the lock, gave it a good hard twist and it opened easy as pie. Sadly I didn’t have a pie on me, because the look he gave me deserved a pie to be tossed right smack in his face. As he handed the key back to me, he gave the keychain a look. β€œThank you,” I said, reaching for the key, which he did not immediately relinquish. β€œYou’re welcome,” he said, then read the inscription aloud, β€œthe voice of the sea speaks to the soul.” Then he gracefully placed the keychain into my waiting palm. I did not comment. β€œA special meaning of some kind?” he asked. Oh, brother. I am not getting into a lengthy discussion with him. β€œIt’s just a message from a friend.” β€œOh, a message from the friend that gave you the key?” β€œYes,” I said as he stepped away from the doorway. β€œWell,” Eddie said with a devilish smile as he stepped off the front porch. β€œTell your friend to spray that lock with a little WD-40 so it doesn’t stick when you want to open it.” Oh, I intended to talk to my friend all right. I could not wait to tell Yvonne that her birthday cottage came with its very own gorilla.

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