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I just enjoyed a beautiful Christmas with granddaughter, Isa. In this excerpt from my novel, my protagonist, Megan, nears the holidays in a very different mood. She’s alone in a strange country and estranged from her husband of 20 years – Excerpt #8:

I return to my work and, ignored, Donatella strolls to the French doors and stares through the rain-streaked panes of glass. I move the saturated brush in one fluid stroke, lifting as I taper it and flick my wrist. The … Continue reading

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