In Magnolia, Virginia, an honest-to-God miracle is about to take place at Jolene Gibson’s Bait & Tackle store. She’s a wild one, they say, and peculiar like her granny was, what with reading the Tarot and working those charms.
Jolene didn’t know if her outcast status came from that, or something else. She was only grateful for a life where what they said didn’t much matter.
But miracles have a strong tendency to shake things up. Not only for Jolene, but others, too. Like Lyman Pettigrew, branch bank manager, declaring his undying love for Jolene yet hiding their affair from the entire town.
Facing yourself is never an easy road. Never has been, never will be. But with some help from the Spirits, it will take you places you never dreamed you’d go.
My debut novel, Love on a Half Shell, was published in 2013, by Edward Allen Publishing, LLC.
Love on a Half Shell
What happens when a thirty-something woman is handed her sister’s messed-up kids, and then finds the love of her life? Meet Rae Green, a woman who could handle anything . . . or so she thought.
Three parts love, two parts grit…the perfect recipe to save a family
My attention is snagged by a woman coming from the other side of the marina. She seems familiar, wearing a baseball cap with a long brown ponytail sticking out the back. About my height and weight. What is it about her?
Chip! It’s Chip.
I haven’t seen her since I was sixteen, or so, and stopped coming to the beach house. Is it really her? I’m squinting, trying to be sure. I think it is! I think I’d recognize her peculiar, loping stride anywhere.
I shout Chip’s name, and grab the now wet Melissa from her game with the boys. She protests when she has to drop the hose she just got control of, but I carry her sideways, bouncing across my hip, to the dock opposite us. Melissa continues to holler for me to put her down, but I’m not listening.
I run until I’m right in front of the woman. “Hey there, Chip Madsen?” She looks at me. I can tell she has no idea who I am. I turn Melissa upright, and drape her on my hip. She puts a thumb in her mouth, and pouts around it. “Rae Green. Remember me, the summer kid?” I grin.
Chip’s brown eyes light up with her smile. She cocks her head to one side. “Rae? Is that really you?”
“Yes. I’m so glad to see you.” Gladness bordering on hysteria. I need to calm down.