I am blessed to have been raised in a home where reading and the love of books surrounded me. It fed my imagination and nourished my soul in ways that I’m only now beginning to understand. Everyone read, even my dad, but the greatest influence came from the quirky women in my family.

To my unique and hilarious grandmother who used to bring us stacks of magazines after she’d read them. And that was before recycling was a trend!

To my mother who read everything she could get her hands on and who gladly took me to the library at the drop of a hat. I still have an ancient copy of The Prince and the Pauper held together with masking tape – the corners well worn from my youthful fingers devouring every page. It reminds me of her and the way she encouraged me to read, read, read.

I miss both those irreplaceable women more than words can convey.

Thankfully ~ the tradition continues

To my fabulous, wonderful, unique and totally bad-ass daughter without whom absolutely none of this would have happened.

~You Are My Sunshine~

And finally, I dedicate this book to my readers with love; I appreciate and thank you for allowing the Justice Brothers to be a part of your lives.