Coolly sophisticated and steadfastly single, Caroline Renwick has always been the sister everyone could count on. As she and Clea and Skye gathered at Firefly Hill, their childhood home, Caroline thought that they had all put the past behind them. But as summer gets under way, a mysterious man arrives—a man who has the power to bring it all back...
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What would you do with a second chance at life? Sarah Talbot thought she’d never see another birthday. But against all odds, she beat the illness that could have killed her, reopened her bedding shop, Cloud Nine, and vowed to make the most of a fresh start that few are given. Luanne tells a story you will cherish, peopled with indelible characters whose challenges are your own.
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This is an extract of a story that appeared in WOWoWOW. You can read the full story here. Torn
by Luanne Rice
This year — the year my cosmic sweater began to unravel — I began to write The Deep Blue Sea For Beginners. I wrote it because I felt I had to knit life back together with words. Among other things, I’m D-3, which means I’ve been divorced three times. My third was so spectacular that it made Liz Smith’s column not once but twice, and involved the following dialogue with an FBI Agent:
Me: "But he doesn’t seem like a con man!"
FBI agent: "Do you think con men announce they’re con men? Did you meet him at church? A self-help meeting?"
Me: "He said he could help me believe in myself again."
FBI agent: (chuckle) "He’s got it down. He’s a predator. You were vulnerable. Did he ask what you did for a living?"
Me: "I told him I was a writer. He wanted to see my work … we walked to a Barnes & Noble."
FBI agent: "Guaranteed, he was calculating your assets before you showed him half your shelf."
That conversation took place five years into a brutal, dishonest, abusive marriage. By that time I’d dropped or been dropped by all my friends. One friend said he felt I was "disappearing." I figured it was because I wore long, flowing things and straw hats. "I don’t mean your clothes," he said. "You. Where are you in there? What happened to Luanne?"