This week, a few lines from TODAY, TOMORROW, ALWAYS, in which Nanny Fee speaks the plain truth to Cathy.
After getting her settled back into her room, I bent and kissed her cheek telling her I’d call her later on.
With an impatient wave of her hand, she said, “Don’t be worrying about me, lass. It’s fine, I am. Get along to work now. I’m sure you’re as busy as your dear father always was.”
“More,” I said, leaning in for a hug. “But never too busy for you.”
A soft and bewitching grin bloomed on her face. It was easy to see the beauty she’d been in her youth when she smiled this way.
“There’s a darlin’ girl, you are.” She lifted up on her toes to kiss my cheek. “Oh, now, before I forget. Olivia Joyner stopped by the other day.”
“Olivia? What was she doing here?”
“Her grandmother was admitted after breaking a hip in a fall last week. She’s down the hall, and Olivia spotted me name outside the door and came in for a chat. She’s always been such a delightful girl.”
Olivia was the same age as me, and we’d gone from kindergarten through Heaven High together. I wondered if my grandmother referred to me as a girl when she spoke to others.
“Is her grandmother okay?”
Nanny waved a hand and grinned. “Right as rain, she is, but the doctor wanted her looked after until he’s certain she can get up and about by herself again. Olivia wanted to care for her at home, but it was too much with her business and her daughter finishin’ graduate school and movin’ out, and all.”
“I didn’t realize Freya was old enough to have finished college, let alone grad school.” I should have, because Olivia gave birth to her when we were seniors in high school. Time, as I’ve often thought, goes by ridiculously fast.
“Aye. She’s leaving the nest, but Olivia says she’s ready.”
The corners of Nanny’s eyes slitted a bit as she regarded me. Uh-oh. Whenever Nanny tossed you a slanty-eyed glare, it meant you were gonna have a come-to-Jesus lecture. She opened her purse and pulled something out of it. “Before she left, she asked me to give ya this when I saw ya again.”
“What is it?”
“Her business card.” She handed it to me. “Said to give her a jingle when ya got the chance.”
Olivia’s name was written in beautiful calligraphy, her occupation listed below it, and her business phone number in the bottom corner of the card.
I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry as day-old burnt toast. “Why does she want me to call?” I asked, even though I had a sneaking suspicion about the reason.
I hoped I was wrong, and she merely wanted a little legal advice.
“Well, lass, why do you think she wants to speak to ya? Wants to set you up, doesn’t she, being a matchmaker and all?”
Nope. It seems I wasn’t wrong at all.
Olivia Joyner was a fourth-generation matchmaker, and the fact she wanted me to call her about a possible set up was…uncomfortable to say the least. There were a few other words—like embarrassed and pitiful—I could add.
“It’s time, lass,” Nanny told me, her eyes softening as she stared up at me. “Time to move on. You’re still a young, beautiful, desirable woman. It’s time a man came into your life and brought some happiness along with him into it. Gave you babies to love. A fulfilling life. Olivia can help ya with that.”
I tucked the card into my coat pocket. “I have a full life, Nanny. Believe me.”
“Aye, lass, it’s busy you are with your career. But wouldn’t it be nice to come home to someone who loved ya? Who warmed your bed at night? You’re a healthy, vibrant woman. Ya’ve normal needs, you do, I’m sure.”
My earlobes burned with heat. There was no way I was having this conversation with my grandmother, a women old enough to have forgotten everything about needs, desires, and anything else sex related. Unfortunately, because this was Fiona, the four times married woman who’d been able to fit in love affairs with royalty between her marriages, there was no way she’d forgotten anything need or desire laden.
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Until next time, peeps ~Peg
As I’ve gotten older, I find myself in a reflective mood this time of year. The current year is drawing to a close, the New Year is just over the horizon. Since I’m such a lesson-oriented person with a tad of goal-making obsession thrown in, I wanted to look back on this year at the highs – and lows – and see what I can learn to guide me into 2020 with a brighter, enthusiastic mindset. At the end of 2018 I made some goals for myself for 2019. Of the 7 things I listed, I only stuck to 2. More about that on tomorrow’s blog.
For now, since being positive is such a good thing, let’s start with the good things that happened this year.
- I had 3 books published through 2 publishing houses and I released my very first indie pubbed book into the world ( the story of how this came about is detailed on tomorrow’s blog, so check back.)
- I celebrated my 59th birthday and my 32nd wedding anniversary. No small feat, either of them.
- I never wrote them all out together until now, but I won ALL of the following awards this year:
- 2019 NERFA Winner – Contemporary romance 40k-56k CHRISTMAS & CANNOLIS
- 2019 Book Buyer Best Top pick of the year – Contemporary Romance – DEARLY BELOVED
- 2019 Book Buyers Best First place in Mainstream Romance: CHRISTMAS & CANNOLIS
- 2019 International Digital Awards – Winner CONTEMPORARY NOVEL – CHRISTMAS & CANNOLIS (this is the second year in a row I’ve won this division, so YAY!)
- 2019 Golden Quill Contest – Winner Contemporary CAN’T STAND THE HEAT
- 2019 Maine Romance Writers Strut your Stuff Grand Prize Winner DEARLY BELOVED
- I finaled in a bunch more contests, but the wins have a tad more cache ( hee hee)
- I sold more books than ever before this year, so I hope that means I gained some new, loyal readers. That’s the goal, anyway!
- I joined a fabulous Blogging Group called the ROMANCE GEMS where I get to blog to the masses once a month ( more if I want a special day!) The support and love in this group is astounding.
And of course, there were things that weren’t so great that happened and need to be listed.
- I was dropped by one of my publishing houses after book 1 of a 3 book series was published due to low sales. I never realized they wanted me to sell 1,000,000 books right out of the gate. And yes, if that sounds bitter….I am.
- I received some not very flattering reviews for a few of my books ( and yes, they were outnumbered in droves by the positive ones, but the negative ones are the ones you ALWAYS remember)
- I tore the rotator cuffs in both arms, the bicep tendon in my right and had to have surgery to fix the right arm so I could function like a human being again. ( Left arm is next year)
- I continue to see my parents deteriorate with age and that truly saddens my soul.
- Several of my friends lost their parents this year making # 4 a reality for me to come.
- The world around us is very dark and scary right now and I truly am sick and tired of seeing another high school or mass shooting, or another home-terrorist attack every time I look at the news. I am trying to be hopeful for the future, but it’s hard.
I am happy and hopeful, though to see that there were more good things listed above than bad things.
So, I look forward to starting 2020 renewed, recharged, and delighted with the potential happiness the year will bring.
Happy New Year, peeps ~ Peg
I am so pleased to introduce you to the book trailer to TODAY, TOMORROW, ALWAYS, put together by the fabulous Nancy Fraser. I hope watching this video will whet your appetite to read the book, which releases on 12.4.19 worldwide.
Thank you so much, Nancy Fraser!”
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Lawyer Cathleen O’Dowd wants to break free from her boring image. Widowed young, she’s toed the good-girl line but now wants a little fun and laughter in her days…and nights. Living in a small town, though, she can’t do anything that would tarnish her professional reputation.
Mac Frayne’s tragic past has turned him into a sullen loner. In town to write a book on the city’s founder, his plan is to get it done, then head home to his solitary existence.
When circumstances force them to work together, their opposing personalities clash, but the sexual attraction between them is palpable.
Can a simple affair with an end date be just the thing to brighten up their lives?
Pinterest board Cathy and Mac- O’Dowd 2