First of all, thanks to my readers. You’re the reason I do what I do. Special thanks to Susan Helene Gottfried, Editor Laureate of the Universe. I’d like to thank my friends and critique partners who have been supportive of my efforts over the years. Thanks to my husband for always believing in me. And thanks to my cats for their encouraging purrs.
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Harley Richardson was more at ease scouring the woods near the creek for arrowheads than he was at any other time, whether working in Grump’s garage, looking after his sister, or listening to his girlfriend run on about their future together. Not girlfriend, he reminded himself. Fiancee. He and Tina would marry in less than a month.