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June 14, 2023
My Favorite Father’s Day Memory
There is never a June that comes around when I don’t think of my favorite Father’s Day memory. Nothing captivated my attention more as a child than a toy stuffed bird my dad kept in a curio cabinet in his man cave. This feathery splendor was about the size of my palm with wild ostrich feather plumage glued onto it. I imagined stories about why this fragile object was set apart and displayed only for Dad���s eyes to see. Was it a gift from a princess he had rescued from the grips of a ferocious dragon? Was it a piece of treasure he had found while hunting with Indians?
One spring, with my vast four-year-old wisdom, I decided that, since Dad liked it so much, I should give it to him again.
The perfect solution.The Saturday before Father���s Dad I carefully snatched the stuffed bird from the case. Holding it in my tiny hands as if it were precious jewels, I fled with my stolen booty to my bedroom. Hiding my plunder, I left my room to bring back the newspaper and masking tape, certain that Dad would be thrilled with his Father���s Day present.
After dinner on Father���s Day, while Mom and Dad were having their coffee, I stood before him and ceremonially offered my carefully wrapped package. He looked at the crumpled ball of newspaper encircled with bands of masking tape and pulled me up into his lap so I could have the perfect view of the unveiling. As he carefully unwrapped the mound of tape and paper, he revealed the soft, fragile stuffed bird I had taken from his glass cabinet. He smiled his I-love-you-over-the-moon smile.
���I love it,��� he said. ���Thank you for the perfect present, Peaches. This is such a cute bird. I���ll keep it forever!���
He smothered me with hugs and kisses and I erupted in giggles. After taking in his perfect love, I strutted away as if I had just been awarded a national medal for being the most loving and awesome child of the year.
Later that summer, we began preparations to celebrate Dad���s birthday in September. He never wanted much of a fuss, but we enjoyed honoring him the best we could. I had no idea how to out-gift Father���s Day.
Then the answer came to me.When Dad wasn���t watching, I returned to his room, opened the display case, and birdnapped the feathered masterpiece. And as before, I took it to my room and wrapped it with newspaper and masking tape.
When the time came for presents after Dad���s birthday dinner, I made sure I was at the front of the gift-giving pack. Dad, once again, scooped me up along with my ball of newspaper and masking tape and pulled me onto his lap.
When Dad opened his present and saw the plumage and beautiful colors, he never missed a beat. He raved on about how beautiful this present was and how he was so pleased that I knew just what he liked. He never let on that he recognized the bird from the glass case in his room or that he even knew I had taken it. Instead, he made a fuss over me and my re-re-gifted item that had belonged to him since before I could remember. He made me feel like I had offered him the moon and it was the most special gift he ever received.
His loveDad has been gone for over forty years now, and sometimes I forget what was so special about him. Then I revisit my favorite Father’s Day memory … and I smile. I can close my eyes and still see that look of complete love for me on his face. And, that’s a memory of why he was so special to me.
What say you?
What do you wonder about?�� Are you happy ��� or are you doing what you never thought you���d do? Do you see consistencies ��� or are you all over the place? Drop me a line. I���d love to chat.
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January 10, 2023
God’s Best Goes Audible
I’m excited to finally be able to tell you that God’s Best During Your Worst is now available if audible format!
Here are links that carry the 4+ hour listen:
https://www.kobo.com/us/en/audiobook/god-s-best-during-your-worst
https://www.chirpbooks.com/audiobooks/god-s-best-during-your-worst-by-robin-luftig
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/gods-best-during-your-worst-robin-luftig/1136917229
https://www.scribd.com/audiobook/617100049/God-s-Best-During-Your-Worst-Living-Under-His-Umbrella
https://libro.fm/audiobooks/9781953114754
https://www.storytel.com/se/sv/books/3700507
https://www.audiobooks.com/audiobook/gods-best-during-your-worst-living-under-his-umbrella/654544
Thank you, Linda Goldfarb, for narrating this piece so beautifully. Your voice brought me to tears several times.
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Do you feel like you don’t matter? Are you happy … or are you doing what you never thought you’d do? Do you see consistencies … or are you all over the place? Drop me a line. I’d love to chat.
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December 27, 2022
Mason Jar of Goodness
Over ten years ago I was challenged to keep a Mason Jar of Goodness. The idea was to write down good things that we’ve either done or experienced over the year on slivers of paper and keep them in a mason jar. At the end of the year, we were to open the jar and enjoy the reminders of the goodness we had experienced.
Every year now, Lew and I keep the jar and a pen & paper visible, so we can watch the stack of papers grow. And if for some reason the stack isn’t growing, seeing the jar spurs us on to do something good so we can write about it and slip the note in the jar.
We start this each January, excited about what will fill the jar and a bit nervous that our upcoming year of goodness won’t measure up to the last.
We’ve yet to be disappointed.
Over the past twelve months, every time I’ve walked by and looked at the jar, my heart smiled. I remembered writing about the big things that happened, and the small things even Lew didn’t know about. I couldn’t wait to sit with him on New Year’s Eve, dump the jar’s contents onto the table, and root through them, reading aloud each wonderful memory.
Give it a TryTry the Jar of Goodness in your home. You’ll be surprised what you’ll see at the end of the year. If you have children have them join in the fun. And if you live alone, it’s still fun to see how good the past few months were.
Don’t be Afraid.Are you worried your life is filled with so little good that your jar would remain empty? At first, I was, too. Then I realized good happens in my life every day. In 2011, doctors told me I may die in ten days … and when I didn’t, that was the day I realized embracing goodness each day is a gift in itself.
In 2011, doctors told me I may die in ten days … and when I didn’t, that was the day I realized embracing goodness each day is a gift in itself.
When I open my eyes in the morning, I’ve been given a gift–life! What a beautiful gift. I can hold my hand to my chest and feel the thump-thump of my heart beating. Another gift. I haven’t done a thing to make that happen, yet it does. And you’re reading this blog–a HUGE gift to me. I appreciate each of you.
Reminders of good happenings are too few. They happen all around us and we don’t even know it. But watching a pile of slips of paper grow over the weeks has the power to bring a smile to your face. Test it! Start your own mason jar of goodness for 2023. Who knows what’s waiting for you?
Looking for a Do-Over in 2023?Do you feel like you don’t matter? Are you happy … or are you doing what you never thought you’d do? Do you see consistencies … or are you all over the place? Drop me a line. I’d love to chat.
Struggling to find good in your life? Check out my award-winning book, God’s Best During Your Worst, or check out any of my other books on my Book page.
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November 1, 2022
No Matter Where You Are
God sees you, no matter where you are. No matter if you feel seen. Not even if you don’t think you can see Him.
Recently, I attended a conference and, can I say, I was a bit overwhelmed. I had so much to do waiting for me at home. I had deadlines to meet … commitments to keep. My focus was … out of focus.
I decided to take my unfinished manuscript to the lodge. My plan was to grab some time and focus on what I needed to finish. I purposefully sat with my back to the door, hoping I gave off the vibe, DO NOT BOTHER ME. After a few moments, a woman I did not know walked up and stood in front of me.
Clearly, she didn’t understand what I was saying with my body language, so I looked up and smiled.
That’s when her words–and obedience–blew me away. She smiled and said, “God told me to tell you something.”
She had my attention.I closed my laptop, leaned back in my chair, and smiled back. She had my undivided attention. “Please, what did he tell you?”
“God told me to tell you something.”
“The Lord said you are an encourager and He wants to encourage you. Your kindness and gentleness are not overlooked and He wants to reward you—every effort you have made to be there for others has been as His hands and feet and words. He Loves you.”
I could have missed itTears traced my cheeks. I could have missed it! In my it’s-all-about-me moment, I could have missed this precious gift a stranger wanted to give me. I saw tears in her eyes, too. I thanked her for listening to God and for having the courage to share. She smiled and went on her way.
Needless to say, my steps were lighter when I left the lodge … and so was my heart.
Please know, friend, that God sees you, no matter where you are. He sees you in your troubles and well as in your celebrations. When you’re alone or in a crowd.
For I am the Lord your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you.
Isaiah 41:13
He’s with you right now.
Looking for a Do-Over?Do you feel like you don’t matter? Are you happy … or are you doing what you never thought you’d do? Do you see consistencies … or are you all over the place? Drop me a line. I’d love to chat.
Struggling to find good in your life? Check out my award-winning book, God’s Best During Your Worst, or check out any of my other books on my Book page.
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October 6, 2022
An Interview by Teresa Jansen
It was my honor to be interviewed by Radical Abundance’s Teresa Jansen to discuss the power we can tap into when facing tragedy. Not just positive thoughts, but the true power of God.
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https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/radical-abundance/id1587926324
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September 29, 2022
It’s Still Bittersweet
Today would have been Dad’s 93rd birthday. It’s still bittersweet when this day comes each year. Sweet because I loved him like only a cherished daughter could, but bitter because he died too early … at his own hand.
We Were Special Together
For many years he was my everything. He knew me as nobody else could. He knew what made me laugh as well as cry. He knew what I drew confidence from as well as what made me shake in my shoes from fear. I thought I knew him, too, because that’s what good friends do: share with one another.
But I realized on one defining afternoon in the Fall of 1979, that I didn’t know him as well as I thought. It was the day he committed suicide.
Action Changed My LifeCould I have been a better daughter?
What did I miss?
For a season I spent hours and tears revisiting those questions and allowed them to influence my thinking. I focused on trying to understand the unfathomable. His choice haunted
me. It wasn’t until I entered a 12-step meeting and started working on what made me … me, that I began to understand who we both were.
I came to understand I have a compulsive personality and began to understand my choices and why I made them. I even came to love and respect myself the way God wanted me to do all along.
I tell you all of this because while going through some of Dad’s pictures and prized possessions, I found a copy of The Serenity Prayer:
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
Did Dad know he dealt with compulsions, too? Did he try to distinguish what he could control from what he couldn’t? In my own quest for serenity, this is one answer I need to accept I will never know on this side of Heaven.
And I’m fine with that being okay.
Looking for a Do-Over?Do you feel like you don’t matter? Are you happy … or are you doing what you never thought you’d do? Do you see consistencies … or are you all over the place? Drop me a line. I’d love to chat.
Struggling to find good in your life? Check out my award-winning book, God’s Best During Your Worst, or check out any of my other books on my Book page.
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September 22, 2022
A New Interview, God’s Best During Your Worst
Check out Lori Anderson’s Google Podcast, A Voice for the Hurting, in a new Interview, God’s Best During Your Worst. You can find Lori on Facebook, Instagram, or her website.
Thanks, Lori!
What’s new from Robin’s desk
Robin’s newest release visits her friends in Applegate, Ohio. See how God’s mercy and grace guide them through situations they never saw coming.
Want to see how The Ladies mystery series began?Can a woman on the run find herself again?
Ladies of the Fire
brought us to the late 1960s as we met the newly-widowed Lily-Rose Pembrick reeling as she fled Lincoln, Nebraska, with her children. Only taking the cash from the house safe and what she could get her hands on at the family bank, she left the recently-inherited and successful Pembrick Transportation company behind. Exhausted from driving all night, she stopped in Applegate, Ohio, and decided to start a new life on Norwood Street. There, she met Fiona Kasey, an African-American no-nonsense housekeeper/companion to an elderly white woman, and Sugar Bowersox, a Southern spitfire who has lost herself in motherhood.
Together, they enjoyed Lily-Rose’s backyard fire pit, where dreams were spoken and secrets revealed. As they embraced a kinship they never would have sought, Lily-Rose began thinking her past could finally be laid to rest—until someone ended up dead.
Her family has hidden secrets. Will she ever learn the truth?
In Ladies Uncover a Secret, it’s 1972, and Fiona Kasey-Boyd is living her dream life in Shaker Heights, Ohio, but something’s wrong. Married to a wonderful man, eight months pregnant with his child, she’s wracked with sadness. Is she suffering from the baby blues or something darker?
On a quick trip to her hometown before the baby arrives, Fiona reconnects with her friends Lily-Rose and Sugar, leaning on them for strength. The three of them search for answers to Fiona’s questions, but they are stonewalled at every turn with evasion and silence.
Only the power of their friendship can help Fiona face the darkness of her family’s secrets—secrets whose answers can heal her heart … or shatter it.
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August 18, 2022
From Fiona’s Point of View
While writing Ladies of the Fire, I fell completely in love with Lily-Rose, Fiona, and Sugar. On those pages, I watched Lily-Rose come into her own. While these three women built a friendship, they acknowledged and respected how they each loved life differently. And I was right there with them. Basking by the flickering flames. Passing cookies or chips to Sugar. Breaking up arguments between the possum eater and the northerner. I carried wood to the fire to keep the flames burning so the evenings would not end. I loved every minute I spent in Applegate.
After seeing Lily-Rose find peace and contentment in her life, I realized I wanted to watch Fiona and Sugar fully embrace their lives as well. These friends were going to always be connected, and I needed to see how their worlds moved forward. Their unbreakable bond is what brought me to write Ladies Uncover a Secret. It gave the ladies a reason to come together again as only the best of friends would.
It was clear from the beginning that the challenges Lily-Rose faced in Ladies of the Fire were specific to her. In Ladies Uncover a Secret, the challenges Fiona faced in the 1970s were different than anything Sugar or Lily-Rose would ever know. But as friends, these women wanted to be what Fiona needed. That’s the beauty I hope you find in Fiona’s story.
I wanted to do it rightIn Ladies Uncover a Secret, the challenges Fiona faced in the 1970s were different than anything Sugar or Lily-Rose would ever know.
Several people and sources help form Ladies Uncover a Secret. To write from Fiona’s point of view, the voice needed to be clear and authentic. I read books written with diverse points of view … watched movies by diverse writers and directors. I did my best to get into Fiona’s head. Feel what I imagined her to experience. Learn what I could only guess she knew.
I did my best to get into Fiona’s head. Feel what I imagined her to experience. Learn what I could only guess she knew.
Growing up, I lived in a small community in Ohio, smaller than Applegate. My world was surrounded by farm country and factories. And close to my corner of the world were other small communities. One was where several African American families lived. The kids from the surrounding area—from different ethnic and racial backgrounds—all went to school together and were connected in many ways. Some of the dynamics you read about were ones I either witnessed or experienced.
Drop me a note, leave a reviewI’m excited to hear what you find after reading Ladies Uncover a Secret. Let me know your thoughts on Fiona’s discoveries and how the friendship between these three women gave her strength. After you finally put the book down, maybe go out and chop some wood, bake some cookies, or whatever you need to do to prepare yourself for the third installment of the Ladies trilogy, Ladies on a Mission when Fiona and Lily-Rose travel to the hills of eastern Kentucky to be with their beloved possum eater when tragedy erupts in the Bowersox home.
Want to see how The Ladies mystery series began?Can a woman on the run find herself again?
Ladies of the Fire brought us to the late 1960s as we met the newly-widowed Lily-Rose Pembrick reeling as she fled Lincoln, Nebraska, with her children. Only taking the cash from the house safe and what she could get her hands on at the family bank, she left the recently-inherited and successful Pembrick Transportation company behind. Exhausted from driving all night, she stopped in Applegate, Ohio, and decided to start a new life on Norwood Street. There, she met Fiona Kasey, an African-American no-nonsense housekeeper/companion to an elderly white woman, and Sugar Bowersox, a Southern spitfire who has lost herself in motherhood.
Together, they enjoyed Lily-Rose’s backyard fire pit, where dreams were spoken and secrets revealed. As they embraced a kinship they never would have sought, Lily-Rose began thinking her past could finally be laid to rest—until someone ended up dead.
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August 15, 2022
Launch Day
And on top of that, the first Ladies book is getting a new look.
Come … If you haven’t already … get to know the ladies of Norwood Street.
Ladies of the FireCan a woman on the run find herself again?
The late 1960s sets the newly-widowed Lily-Rose Pembrick reeling as she flees Lincoln, Nebraska, with her children. Only taking the cash from the house safe and what she can get her hands on at the family bank, she leaves the recently-inherited and successful Pembrick Transportation company behind.
Exhausted from driving all night, she stops in Applegate, Ohio, and decides to start a new life on Norwood Street. There, she meets Fiona Kasey, an African-American no-nonsense housekeeper/companion to an elderly white woman, and Sugar Bowersox, a Southern spitfire who has lost herself in motherhood.
Together, they enjoy Lily-Rose’s backyard fire pit, where dreams are spoken and secrets revealed. As they embrace a kinship they never would have sought, Lily-Rose begins to think her past can finally be laid to rest—until someone ends up dead.
When Lily-Rose’s past catches up with her, who will be left standing?August 30… Ladies Uncover a Secret
Her family has hidden secrets. Will she ever learn the truth?It’s 1972 and Fiona Kasey-Boyd is living her dream life in Shaker Heights, Ohio, but something’s wrong. Married to a wonderful man, eight months pregnant with his child, she’s wracked with sadness. Is she suffering from the baby blues, or is it something darker?
In a quick trip to her hometown before the baby arrives, Fiona reconnects with her friends Lily-Rose and Sugar, leaning on them for strength. The three of them search for answers to Fiona’s questions, but they are stonewalled at every turn with evasion and silence.
Only the power of their friendship can help Fiona face the darkness of her family’s secrets—secrets whose answers can heal her heart … or shatter it.Receive an Extra Bonus
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Years have passed and it’s 1984. Sugar Bowersox and her family recently moved to Trotter, Kentucky, where Dungar is the head coach of the brand new Trotter University. Sugar thought once they returned to their childhood hometown, life would be smooth sailing. But those thoughts ended when a star football player is found in the weight room … stabbed and holding on to life. Dungar’s a mess. Their daughters are struggling to acclimate to their new environment. And Gran is feistier than ever. When Sugar calls Lily-Rose to share her concerns, a new adventure begins.
“Lily-Rose, I don’t know where to start. But I need you and Weeds. I sure could use a fire.”
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Can a woman on the run find herself again?
Ladies of the Fire brought us to the late 1960s as we met the newly-widowed Lily-Rose Pembrick reeling as she fled Lincoln, Nebraska, with her children. Only taking the cash from the house safe and what she could get her hands on at the family bank, she left the recently-inherited and successful Pembrick Transportation company behind. Exhausted from driving all night, she stopped in Applegate, Ohio, and decided to start a new life on Norwood Street. There, she met Fiona Kasey, an African-American no-nonsense housekeeper/companion to an elderly white woman, and Sugar Bowersox, a Southern spitfire who has lost herself in motherhood.
Together, they enjoyed Lily-Rose’s backyard fire pit, where dreams were spoken and secrets revealed. As they embraced a kinship they never would have sought, Lily-Rose began thinking her past could finally be laid to rest—until someone ended up dead.
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August 13, 2022
Today’s Going to Be a Great Day
August 1983The cool air stirred and the long rays of morning sun greeted the three of us as we walked our long driveway. It took everything in me to not start crying. “Today’s going to be a great day!” I said, with too much pep in my voice. I wanted to make sure I told him all he needed to know for this special day. “You’ll meet new people and it’ll be terrific!”
We continued to walk, hand in hand as we always had in the past. He stopped, looked up into my eyes, and with a sober voice, “It is going to be a great day, right, Mommy?”
Little Sis skipped along singing Great day, It’s gonna be a great day … She had no idea the somberness of this moment for me. But how could she? How could she know what it felt like to lose a baby in an Unknown World?
How could she know what it felt like to lose a baby in an Unknown World?
The Big Bus
Soon the big bus pulled up and stopped, throwing open its doors. I watched as my son climbed the humungous steps and entered the bowels of the yellow-orange bus that had been sent to take him away. He found a seat by the window and settled in for the ride. The top of his head was all I saw as the bus wheezed, jerked a bit, and then drove away.
I cried all the way home. Little Sis and I filled our morning with a lot of nothing special, passing the time until Big Brother returned. When we saw the big yellow-orange bus turn the corner and stop, we ran out to greet him. We smothered him with hugs and kisses. He walked differently on the way home–a bit taller, his shoulders back straight. He had faced the giant called Kindi
gar’n and had stories to tell!
I survived the first day of school.
August 1984
Once again, the three of us walked down the long driveway. As the year before, I did my best not to cry. This time, Big Brother held Little Sis’s hand as we strolled along.
“Today’s going to be a great day!” Big Brother told his sister. “I did this last year. You’ll be great.” When the big yellow-orange bus pulled up, Little Sis squared her shoulders … and without looking back … marched up the steps just as Big Brother prepared her to do. She trusted him. They were together and her day would be fine. But what about me? Who would walk back to the house with me?
All morning I paced from one room to another, trying to fill the emptiness with purpose.
At the end of the day, the yellow-orange bus pulled to our stop. Big Brother and Little Sis came bounding down the steps. My arms ached just a bit for the babies who had grown up so quickly.
But I was the victor … I had survived my second first day of school.
August 1994My baby … Youngest Boy … and I sat on the front steps of our new home and waited for the yellow-orange bus. Youngest Boy’s older siblings were already arguing about snagging the best seats. But Youngest Boy and I stayed apart, preparing one another for what was to come.
“Today’s going to be a great day,” I said softly, hoping my peaceful demeanor would give him confidence.
“Really Mommy, a great day?”
“One of the greatest ever!” I hugged Youngest Boy close.
Too soon the yellow-orange bus stopped in front of the house and my three gifts from God rambled up the steps, with Youngest Boy trailing, needing assistance to climb in. Once again, I wiped tears away as I watched them round the corner and drive out of sight. I sighed, went back into the house, and drank my coffee.
This time I had survived my third and last first day of school.
Today
I drove through the neighborhood this morning for an early run to the grocery store and I found myself stuck behind a school bus. I watched mommies and daddies standing with their young ones at bus stops along my route. I saw them wipe tears away as they did their best to ready their precious babies to meet their own Unknown World. Sitting behind the wheel, I reflected on my own firsts. Then other school years. Pictures on the refrigerator. Teacher-parent meetings. Athletic events. Proms. College events. And finally … graduation.
Then it hit me: Today I am facing the first day in twenty-nine years when I didn’t have a child experiencing some kind of school. Elementary, middle, high school, or college–school days were all behind me now.
Today I am facing the first day in twenty-nine years when I didn’t have a child experiencing some kind of school.
For a fleeting moment, I longed for just one more shopping trip to pick out the perfect backpack, the most awesome outfits, or the most confusing calculator ever.
It doesn’t seem all that long ago that I watched a big yellow-orange beast carry each of my sweet ones into new seasons of their lives. I can see the top of Big Brother’s head through the bus window, the squared shoulders of Little Sis as she marched into her future, and the tenderness of Youngest Boy as he struggled with mastering the bus’s steps.
Time to Square My Own ShouldersI need to text my three children and let them know that I’m very proud of them. They are on their own course … meeting their Unknown World and surviving.
Just like me.
Reposted from August 22, 2012.There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens
Ecclesiastics 3:1
Want to see how The Ladies mystery series began?
Can a woman on the run find herself again?
Ladies of the Fire broug
ht us to the late 1960s as we met the newly-widowed Lily-Rose Pembrick reeling as she fled Lincoln, Nebraska, with her children. Only taking the cash from the house safe and what she could get her hands on at the family bank, she left the recently-inherited and successful Pembrick Transportation company behind. Exhausted from driving all night, she stopped in Applegate, Ohio, and decided to start a new life on Norwood Street. There, she met Fiona Kasey, an African-American no-nonsense housekeeper/companion to an elderly white woman, and Sugar Bowersox, a Southern spitfire who has lost herself in motherhood.
Together, they enjoyed Lily-Rose’s backyard fire pit, where dreams were spoken and secrets revealed. As they embraced a kinship they never would have sought, Lily-Rose began thinking her past could finally be laid to rest—until someone ended up dead.
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