Dear Reader,
Sometimes, a story appears in our mind so vivid and fully formed, it begs to be told. That’s what happened with this story. I heard Quincy’s voice in my head, and no matter how often or adamantly I tried to quiet her, she simply wouldn’t stop talking. So, despite a jam-packed writing schedule and two other novels ahead of Quincy’s in the production line, I agreed to tell her story first. I guess it pays to be a chatterbox.
While this may not have been the story you expected me to write next, I hope this stand-alone speaks to your heart in the same way my series does, with all the warmth and fondness of sitting down for coffee with a good friend.
Blessings & Blooms,
Rachael Bloome