Didi Lawson exchanged her town car for a pick-up truck and learned to operate a tractor when she and her husband moved from Arizona to a farm in Missouri where she now weaves her tales. Her love for writing started early in life when she entertained her friends with her stories, won prizes for he essays in high school and wrote road shows and poems for the youth group in her church. She enjoys the outdoors, her children and ten grandchildren, and keeps an active social calendar.
It was supposed to be simple traveling to Germany to find her roots. But nothing turns out the way Tracy had planned.
She meets a man who professes to be her half-brother and is less than happy with her visit. The villagers treat her with contempt for her father’s presumed infamous past.
Trying to solve the mystery, she uncovers secrets that had been hidden for over two decades. Wanting to clear her father’s name, she realizes that by doing so she will ruin her chances of a happy life with the man who had captured her heart.
He brushed his thumb along her jaw line in a slow, tantalizing motion before he traced little circles and triangles along the way, barely touching her skin, het arousing every fiber of her being to peak awareness. She closed her eyes and concentrated on his gentle touch, even responding by rubbing her cheek against his hand.