I dedicate this book to my wife Sheron. Without her patience, encouragement, and understanding, it might not have been completed. She understood when I needed solitude and took the motor home to the lake for days. She read and commented on the story one chapter at a time, vowing with each not to read another until the initial manuscript was finished. I’m grateful she broke that vow; however, she has pledged not to read a word or discuss the sequel until she can have the first draft manuscript in its entirety. She stuck to her guns...she is now reading the sequel.
