Mary Alice Monroe

Today was the first day of summer, she realized, her spirits lifting like a kite. She loved milestones of any sort: birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, checks on the calendar, notches on a growth chart. Today would be special, brand new. She felt it deep inside. Summer was here with sunny days and balmy nights, the informality of barbecues and dips in the swimming pool. She was so relieved to have the grind of the school year finished. She missed playing with her children.

Sunflowers for Sarita is a fast-paced, high caliber romantic suspense. I couldn't stop reading!

I know I can't change the past. Not my mistakes or the mistakes of others. But I can begin by changing me.

Sometimes people get angry and do things they shouldn't. Things they regret.