May Holiday Weekend

Here in the U.S. Memorial Day weekend is looked at as the unofficial start of summer. Where I am, it looks and feels more like the start of fall. It’s been rainy and chilly for several days now. I don’t mind the cooler temps, but the rain is starting to be a drag. Though it does mean I don’t need to water my tomatoes and herbs daily for the moment. I think I’ll take that as a plus.

Since we’re having family dinner this afternoon (the third this month! Yay!), I’m going to keep this short, and give you a quick snippet from Light the Way Home. If you haven’t read this one yet, clicking on the title will take you to your favorite online bookstore to grab a copy. It’s a quick, light read that might hold you over until the rerelease of Hunting Medusa this summer.

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Lucie had been on Mac’s Light Island for almost three weeks, but the view from the back door of her temporary home still took her breath away. right now, she realized she’d been standing there, slack-jawed, at the sunlight glinting off the grey-blue ocean waves for a good five minutes. Shaking her head, she pulled the door shut and stepped down onto the sidewalk, feeling in her purse for her car keys.

She closed her fingers on the fob as a giggle reached her ears. She turned to the white picket fence that bordered the property next door as a big multi-colored ball sailed over it, toward her. “Oh!” She caught it before it hit her in the face, then started across the grass, balancing the ball on her hand.

Another giggle sounded as she neared the fence, so she adjusted her direction a tiny bit and came to a stop looking directly down onto a tousled blond head.

“I think you lost something,” she said.

The little boy’s face tipped up quickly, his blue eyes wide with surprise-as if he couldn’t believe she’d found him already.

Lucie grinned and held the ball higher.

He smiled as he got to his feet, brushing off his jeans-clad knees.

From seeing him playing outside several times already, she’d guessed he might be four, but not at close range, she scaled that back to three.

“Hi, I’m Hayden,” he said, holding out his right hand.

It was her turn to be surprised. She shook his hand, bemused. Not too many three-year-olds had such good manners. Aside from the ball toss at her face, that is. “Nice to meet you.”

He glanced up at his ball. “Me an’ my dad are your neighbors.”

“I see that.” She noted he hadn’t mentioned his mom. “Who were you playing with?” She gave the ball a little bounce.

“Maybe you wanna play with me.” Guileless blue eyes locked on her face.

Ah. She squelched the pang in her chest. “I wish I could, but I’m on my way to town. Maybe we can play another time?” she added when his grin vanished.

“Hayden!”

The deep voice got her attention-and the boy’s-just before a tall, sandy-haired man rounded the back corner of the next-door house.

Lucie’s mouth went dry. Wowza!

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How are you spending your weekend? I’d love to know! I’m getting ready to start a vacation this week, and, though I have a ton of things on the to-do list, you know ideas for procrastination are always welcome.

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