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I sat in on a writer's group last night in Brentwood, Tennessee and was delighted to make the acquaintance of one wiry 83-year-old, retired educator who had a treasure of stories to share. One in particular caught my eye, so much so, that after receiving his permission, I'd like to share it with you.

In the late fifties, Paul was teaching at a high school in Madison, Tennessee and since every school has at least one bully, Madison was no exception. As a matter of fact, this bully, whom we'll call Billy was renown across campus as an individual who always had money, especially since it was extorted daily from others too scared to say no, fearful of a knuckle sandwich or worse.

One of Paul's duties as a teacher, was to patrol the hallways during lunch period. On one particular day, he witnessed Billy threatening a much smaller boy, whom we'll call Jim outside the lunchroom. Recognizing Jim from his homeroom class, Paul knew he was quiet, didn't interact much with others and was basically invisible. Except today he wasn't, drawing the ire of Billy and from the looks of things, his wrath.

Billy raised his fist and charged Jim, full tilt. Suddenly, Paul saw the flash of a steel blade appear in the hand of Jim, and time, as he knew it, stood still. One of the principles of disciplining students in a fight is to go to the first student you know best. Being young and inexperienced in such matters, Paul immediately rushed toward Jim with his hand extended. "Give me the switchblade, Jim," demanded Paul, "no one will be hurt today on my watch." Jim eyed Paul for a few moments, allowing his anger to subside, before finally surrendering the knife. Paul closed the switchblade, dropped it in his pocket and led Jim by the arm to the principal's office, leaving Billy standing alone, speechless.

The principal was away for the day, so Paul used his office anyway. The penalty for threatening another student or teacher with a weapon was automatic expulsion, not only from the school, but the entire school system. Paul was in a quandary. Jim, as far as Paul knew, was an excellent student. His record in deportment was spotless. His dad was a local minister, his mom, an elementary school principal.

When Paul began to address the seriousness of the situation, Jim broke down, releasing weeks of pent up frustration and cried tears of extreme remorse. Paul talked about his options. Then Jim talked and Paul listened. Seems Billy had been threatening Jim for several weeks and had him at the breaking point. He couldn't eat, he couldn't sleep, he couldn't study. Today, Jim decided, in order for him to survive another day, he had to stand up to Billy and fight.

After what seemed like the longest thirty minutes of Paul's life, he reached into his pocket, flipped open the knife, broke the blade off between the top drawer and the desk and tossed it in the trash. Then Paul told Jim to return to class. He even provided him a late slip.

The next day, Billy approached Paul in the hall. He asked, "Why is Jim still in school? He pulled a knife on me and should have been expelled." Paul looked Billy straight in the eyes and said, "What knife?"

A decade or so later, with Paul still teaching at Madison, in the middle of a History exam, he happened to look out his classroom window to see a soldier in full dress uniform, exiting a cab at the front entrance of the school. Thinking nothing more of it, Paul returned to his desk, only to be interrupted by a determined knock on his classroom door.

Opening the door, before Paul stood a highly decorated Green Beret. It was Jim. He grasped Paul's hand and spoke softly. "I am going back to Vietnam tomorrow, sir. I could not leave again before thanking you for what you did for me by making it possible to finish high school. I hope I have and will continue to make you proud." Then Jim stood at attention, saluted Paul and walked away. Paul never saw on heard from the Green Beret again.

It's possible Jim never made home. What I do know is, Paul offered a good man a second chance and he took it. Which leads me to the question, why do good men break bad? And if they break bad, should we do all we can to assist in the healing? Sure we have rules, sure we have standards. It's just sometimes we have to take a chance and forgive and forget.

In an age of zero tolerance and immediate rush to judgment, we find ourselves outcasts, permanently broken, more times than not, longing for some semblance of redemption. Do we deserve it, who can say? But, using Paul's story as an example, if we talk less and listen more, we might be able to understand with clarity, why we happened to break bad. Good men fail. Good women fail. Good children fail. Failure is no respecter of person's. And sadly, if we haven't failed at some point in our lives, that means we haven't lived life to its fullest.

Everyone and I mean everyone, including fathers, mothers, children and friends, deserves a second chance. Some even three or more. Because, unless we've walked in the shoes of those who failed, we'll never understand what brought about their tipping point. Billy found Jim's through constant intimidation and threats. I found mine through endless years of rejection. What's yours?

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Sex, humor, Ponzi schemes, sleazebags, romance and travel - not to mention snappy writing, edgy dialogue and a clever storyline; this novel has it all!
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It's apparent, a little startling, even refreshing, to see the author, D.J. Wilson, borrowing from his own life experiences, blending life stories and maxims with compelling, spellbinding fiction.

Righting another’s wrong landed D in the witness protection program and cost him family, friends, and everything of substance in his life. Loneliness is his constant companion until he meets Candi, the girl of his dreams. He and Candi embark on a three-week ride to redemption where they deal with mind-numbing deceit, perilous treachery, their overpowering lust for each other and their personal demons.

Nevertheless, new opportunities bring a chance to begin again. And, it doesn’t hurt that he’s got 200 pounds of illicit diamonds to use to ease the pain of those wronged. He will continue the redemption process by way of a well thought out plan involving a 5,000-mile adventure through the Western United States and Canada.

When D meets Candice, aka Candi, she captures his heart, mind and soul the instant she ‘inadvertently’ almost runs him down in the Starbucks drive-thru. Candi joins him on his three-week, two-wheeled ride to redemption, where they’re forced to face their personal demons, while dealing with wanton lust, mind-numbing deceit and perilous treachery.

Spectacular scenery and a cast of unforgettable characters they meet along the way makes the journey memorable, but nothing prepares them for the sacrifices they must eventually make midway in the ride.

“The more things change, the more they stay the same,” sadly, does not ring true for Candice and D throughout this first of a three part series. Lust and greed are forever game-changers, even for those who desperately seek redemption.

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It's apparent, a little startling, even refreshing, to see the author, D.J. Wilson, borrowing from his own life experiences, blending life stories and maxims with compelling, spellbinding fiction.

Righting another’s wrong landed D in the witness protection program and cost him family, friends, and everything of substance in his life. Loneliness is his constant companion until he meets Candi, the girl of his dreams. He and Candi embark on a three-week ride to redemption where they deal with mind-numbing deceit, perilous treachery, their overpowering lust for each other and their personal demons.

Nevertheless, new opportunities bring a chance to begin again. And, it doesn’t hurt that he’s got 200 pounds of illicit diamonds to use to ease the pain of those wronged. He will continue the redemption process by way of a well thought out plan involving a 5,000-mile adventure through the Western United States and Canada.

When D meets Candice, aka Candi, she captures his heart, mind and soul the instant she ‘inadvertently’ almost runs him down in the Starbucks drive-thru. Candi joins him on his three-week, two-wheeled ride to redemption, where they’re forced to face their personal demons, while dealing with wanton lust, mind-numbing deceit and perilous treachery.

Spectacular scenery and a cast of unforgettable characters they meet along the way makes the journey memorable, but nothing prepares them for the sacrifices they must eventually make midway in the ride.

“The more things change, the more they stay the same,” sadly, does not ring true for Candice and D throughout this first of a three part series. Lust and greed are forever game-changers, even for those who desperately seek redemption.

Click on the Link Below to download Ride To Redemption Free Today.

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Do some author's prostitute themselves to make a living creating stories that sell to the masses, rather than writing "their story" directly from the heart? That is the question of the day and one that I've asked myself repeatedly a thousand times.

There are so many stories in me, volumes and volumes of love and loss, spectacular successes and catastrophic failures. I've been there, done that and have the life changing scars to prove it. Then again, who wants to read about me? Romance readers read to escape, don't they?

I'm still a work in progress, experiencing first hand what it is to have much and most recently, what it means to have little. I've experienced the joy of paying off million dollar lines of credit through sales and the agony of watching a lifetime of investments sell on the "block" for pennies on the dollar.

I've been blamed for everything and I mean everything that has gone wrong since the economy collapsed in 2008, before finally taking my soul in 2012. I've learned first hand that no one wants to take responsibility for their actions and their blaming me for the real estate debacle, somehow makes them, appreciatively better. I can take it. Besides, what other choice do I have?

I've experienced a lifetime of love gone awry, shattering beautiful dreams and laying in waste a litany of broken lives, specifically my family and friends, including the once the apple of my eye.

Again, who wants to read about me?  Fortunately, in my travels to remake me, I've found new places across the West and Canada to write about and thankfully stumbled into a breathtaking new love who has rekindled the eternal optimistic romantic troubadour in me. Now, I've started writing novels far outside my old comfort zone. Stories, filled with travel and suspense, sprinkled with more truths than fiction, and yes, bursting at the seams with sex. Lot's and lot's of sex!

Whew! There, I said it. Sex of all descriptions sells in romantic reads across the world. It surely sells in mine. Am I therefore prostituting myself to make a living? Since I'm writing far outside my genre, I guess I am. Would I be writing this passion laced style if economy had not gone south? I doubt it. But, it is what it is. And since I am living this rebirth first hand, I can write what women are voraciously reading and buying firsthand.

So the next time you pick up a book and are not comfortable with the content, I'd suggest you dig a little deeper into the author's past, before you critically skewer them to the wall. I'm tired of apologizing for the sizzle in my books that screams to get out. Surprisingly, the reviews are good thus far and our stories are selling.

Again to reiterate, I'm  giving my all, and then some, to make a living first. Am I a prostitute? Merriam-Webster definition says: a person (as a writer or painter) who deliberately debases his or her talents (as for money.) Hmm, I guess I am. But, if writing action / adventure stories about paying it forward, laced with steamy romance is what sells, count me in. Whatever it takes to put food on the table, gas in my truck and the eventual resources to repay all those we put in Harm's Way, you're welcome to call me anything you want.

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"The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved." -- Victor Hugo

1. Thus I've learned that happiness is not defined by what we have in our lives, but who we have in our lives. Make sure those you care about the most, know it. In this case, actions do speak louder than words!
2. You're never too young or old to say "I love you," leave mushy notes, give flowers and shower your sweetheart and yes, god forbid, your family with continuous random acts of kindness. A strong foundation best weathers the storms that will eventually come your way.
3. That being said, accumulate only toys that you're willing to share with those you love. Selfless is a better trait than selfish. Besides, toys wear out quickly, but shared memories last a lifetime.
4. Give willingly, whatever you need the most of, be it time, money, compassion, empathy, friendship or love. I promise you it will come back to you in waves far and above what you could ever hope or imagine.
5. If and when children come along, remember who was here first and never, ever put their needs ahead of your significant other. Kids are adaptable and resilient. They will survive and they will thrive in the glow of a healthy and happy relationship. Don't let anyone tell you different.
6. All people fail, especially those you revere the most. And when they do, it will hurt immensely, sometimes tearing you to the core. Pedestal perching is a trait that comes with youth and naivety. Sadly, it's an unwelcome lesson to learn the first, second and third time through.
7. Be willing to forgive those that hurt you and mean it. Have you ever screwed up? Nuff said. Carrying that burden too long will destroy the good and endless possibilities the future could bring. Lastly, remember the good times. Build on those. Slough off the bad.
8. Repeated rejection will eventually destroy even the best relationship. Learn to say no, not now in a way that lovingly conveys "later, please... I LOVE YOU!" Your wants and needs do matter. Between you, timing is everything. Learn to give and take in love.
9. Money, as you've come to learn, is not endless and going in debt, drowns. Out of every dollar, give a dime, save a dime and try to live on less than 80. That meager difference you spend below the eighty will be play money that you'll relish and appreciate when you spend it.
10. You will eventually fail miserably at something. Your defining moment will come when you admit it was your fault, get up, shake it off and move on. Remember why you failed and press forward, confident you will not make the same mistake again. But S*#T happens. And you might fail twice more. Learn to let failure not be a drag anchor, but a brace to push yourself out of the muck.
11. Never stop dreaming big dreams. Some you will attain, many you will not. Share those dreams with those you love. Their unwavering support will sometimes carry you further than you could ever go, alone.
12. Never lose Hope. Hope to be the best today. Hope for a better tomorrow. Hope makes life worth waking up for. And hope is contagious.
13. Never take yourself too seriously. Laugh often, even at yourself. God, too, has a sense of humor. Look at me!
14. Communicate with your friends and family as much as possible. Keep your relationships strong. Attempt to make a call or write a note before you email or text. It's more personal and it will make someones day a little brighter, a little better. More than anything, just reach out.
15. Finally, remember where you came from and where you are going. Life is gloriously precious and but a training ground for grander things ahead. Pave the road well, don't fret over the bumps and holes. And always remember, there are others following in your footsteps attempting to be what you've become.
We've just published our latest novel in the Ride Series, Ride To Restoration. Recent book reviewers have humbly compared our works to E.L. James and Sylvia Day. I'm not sure if that's a good thing. You're welcome to read an excerpt and let me know. 18 and older please.

    This past Saturday, writing the ending to my latest novel, Ride To Restoration, I had an epiphany.  “Life is never black and white when it comes to love and sex. It’s emotionally charged, gut wrenching shades of gray, hints of orange, smatterings of red and brilliant hues of blue. Collectively, these explosive occurrences, if we’re fortunate to survive them, cohesively tossed together, molds us into the wise sage we are today. No longer the star crossed, sex conquers all lover, we proudly thought we were.......... some ten, twenty, even thirty years ago.”

    Beginning with Love, it’s friends first.......Stupid. Having endured a two decades old relationship that ended badly, not as I promised or planned, made me realize how much you can love someone and still find yourself on the outs, especially when you’re no longer friends. The “I missed you while you were gone,” glow became over time, the “Oh, it’s you” glare. Sad realities come to pass, after many years of blood, sweat and tears invested in the inherent goodness of us.

    Yet, as I came to realize, through the good times and bad, in order to live and thrive, you must at first survive. And it’s better to survive as friends, than as lovers gone array. Because, as I just read somewhere of late, the one who controls you with no, not now, I have a headache, owns you. Yuk!

    I readily confess, I learned the hard way. It’s best to have a friend, who becomes your lover, not your lover, you hope becomes your friend. Because, (Ta Da,) when your lover is no longer your friend, you’re S.O.L. on both counts. That, and the fact that as HIS or HER desires change over time ( AND THEY WILL) it propels us into the abysmal world of screwed, literally. Yuk Again!

    Let’s move on to the little things that mean a lot. Which, in the end, if we can master, there will be no big things that thrust us as couples, towards dissolution or divorce.
    Kids or no kids...Careers or no careers........Putting each other first..........Is where the relationship begins and ends successfully, over the course of our lives, as friends.

    Men.........

    How many times do you make the bed in a week?
    Do laundry, housework, homework with the kids?
    Grocery shop or cook?
    I’ll move on........
    Kiss her when you wake up, when you go to sleep?
    Hug her when you part, hug her when you return?
    Text her during the day and say, “I love you.”
    Leave love notes under her pillow, in her cosmetic drawer?
    Take an after dinner stroll, bring her breakfast in bed?
    Make her laugh at your silliness?

    Men, these little things........mean a lot...... Just Do It!

    Ladies.........

    When is the last time:
    You planned a date night?
    Shared a romantic dinner for two?
    Told him how much you loved him?
    Made his dreams come true?

    I’ll Move on............

    Sat down, cuddled and actually watched a ball game with him?
    Laughed at his goofy jokes?
    Asked him to go for a walk with you.....alone?

    It’s the little things, such as these and thousands more
    That make us friends first and always
     And lovers when we choose to be
    More so now, than in the past.

    Ladies, these little things..... mean a lot..........Just Do It!
   
   
    Friends First....Lovers Last....It’s the Little Things....That Will Keep us Intact.


    I invite you to read an exert of our latest novel, Ride To Redemption Here.
 
    http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00H7K6J06

    Watch for the sequel, Ride To Restoration, publishing this month.

This is a love story and the journey will continue. It starts out with a woman almost running him over and their worlds collide. Along the rides things happen to draw them together and break them apart. There are many other temptations and will they hold true to one another....
This book is about giving to others thus the giveaway will be an Amazon gift card from the author of the above book.

It's truly the best I've read and I read over 700 books a year.

SYNOPSIS:

Sochi has suddenly become a word, synonymous with greed, corruption, bribery and total ineptness. Come on guys, what did you expect? It's Russia. Can a leopard change its spots? Can a 40-year-old nymphomaniac, miraculously reclaim her virginity? Can Vladimir Putin suddenly become as pure as the driven snow falling gently on Chernobyl? Uh, never mind, sometimes my brain wanders aimlessly when we know beyond a reasonable doubt what's going to happen, while we hope beyond hope it won't.

Therefore, I'm asking all of you who read this, to join me in Goin for the Gold in Sochi. I've put in an urgent request, both to Fed Ex and UPS, to have planes at the ready to deliver essential, life(Medal)-altering items to all the Americans in Sochi.

Desperately needed are gold shower curtains, gold towels, gold pillows and most importantly gold porta-potties that will accept (excuse me) not so gold toilet paper. Oh, and we need about 100 4'x8' rigid mirrored panels, with legs, to stand between the side by sides, provided our athletes. Nope, it's not refrigerators we're talking about here, but twin porcelain thrones, mounted on walls in public bathrooms, not two feet apart. I got it -- as an American on the shy side, I wouldn't go either until I had some assured degree of privacy. Advantage, Russia.

I am humbly requesting -- no, I'm downright begging -- that every able-bodied man, woman and child in Tennessee, (we are the Volunteer State ) as well as others across our great land, to please drop off any and or all of these aforementioned necessities, that you have lying around in the closet, to your nearest Fed Ex or UPS store.

We need bottled water too and lots of it. The gold colored water provided by the hosts may be a grand gesture on their part (they mostly drink vodka anyway), but I'm sure it's probably laced with laxatives and other scary things to even the playing field with the very best of the West. Advantage, Russia.

I mean, come on, can you imagine our bobsled team having to sit for long periods of time, under the possible influence of Montezuma's revenge without the comforting thought that a Charmin roll was just within their or, their too close for comfort, teammates reach? The integrity of this years Winter's Olympics is at stake here for everyone, other than the Russians, because of the deprivation of these Western expected necessities.

Oh, and we need digital movie cameras, a rather long telegraph wire, stretched back across the waters to the good old U.S. of A., and Golden Eagles trained as carrier pigeons to fly the video cards home, while avoiding possible AA on their way out of Sochi. I'm sure everyone from the West, regardless of race or creed, from Olympian to cameraman is being hacked, duh, it's Russia. With the former head of the KGB running this no show and all tell, we should expect nothing less.

I'm absolutely sure Tennesseans will rise to this challenge. Americans everywhere will then follow our lead, as we load plane after plane with all these "Western" necessities. Advantage, U.S.

And to insure this $54 billion debacle does not succeed in winning the home country, their majority of gold medals, we probably need to send a few thousand pairs of name brand blue jeans and tennis shoes, too. Hey if the shoe fits, as well as the jeans for all those poor officials kids... Advantage, U.S.

It's Russia, come on guy's, what would you expect? Their entire socioeconomic society, sadly is built on graft and corruption. That's how things work, but barely, and only how things work, when they do. With most every official on the dole, only the corrupt businessmen seem to thrive, while the quality of their products, not so much.

It happens here too, I know, just ask a former New Orleans Mayor, currently using the same type of argument as his defense. Bet he wishes he was being tried in Russia. Then again, maybe not. I've yet to see any Americans slipping across their borders to experience all their country has to offer. Then again, there has been one as of late, but he's there only as the last resort.

I digress. In all sincerity, let's do this, let's unite and go for the gold together. Let's show our athlete's how proud we are of their efforts and commitments to be the best our country has to offer. Is it too much to ask us to sacrifice so little, when so much is at stake?

Yes, it's troubling when a plan doesn't come together. It's even more troubling to know that the "powers that be" who selected Sochi knew long before hand that it was all a pipe dream. The runner ups in this selection process, Austria and South Korea, along with everyone from the West are the ultimate losers here. But, we can fix it. We are a land brimming with bottled water, shower curtains and Charmin. We are bountifully blessed with blue jeans and tennis shoes, too. We are red-blooded Americans, who, when called upon, will sacrifice their all for the needs of a few. Advantage, U.S.

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I hope you'll read an excerpt of our latest novel, Ride to Redemption. With each purchase, $1.00 is going to a Second Harvest Food Bank near you, where we will buy up to four meals in your honor.

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Whether you've been unemployed, one week, one month, one year or even longer, it's time to rise from the sunken couch you've resigned yourself to and engage the world around you, beginning with your neighbors just beyond the front door. You have talents worth exercising, gifts worth giving and priceless wisdom worth sharing, to the deserving masses, within your midst.
   
    Without an immediate resurgence of small business growth in a country based on it's entrepreneurial spirit, long term unemployment will continue to drag down consumer confidence, and in turn small business; along with the jobs we so desperately need to employ us. There are small steps all of us can do, currently employed or not, to begin this resurgence, one kindness at a time.

        When I started my first business, I had no clue what all it entailed. But what I did have, was an endless supply of encouragement, assuring me that I could do it. You know what, I did it, some thirty plus years ago and many more times since then. Starting to write my first novel last year was an equally daunting task, where I struggled immeasurably, because it was far outside my comfort zone. Imagine me writing a steamy, romantic, adventure thriller, sprinkled with truth and threaded with the theme, paying it forward no matter what, whew! Yet, there were people who believed in me, thereby empowering me to continue.    
   
        Guess what, Ride to Redemption published last month. More amazing, we've designated one dollar from every purchase to benefit Second Harvest Food Bank. Those folks know how to stretch a dollar like you wouldn't believe. They'll wrangle almost four meals out of it. I'm proud to tell you, novel two is well underway, why? Because of encouraging and glowing reviews from my peers. I've come to see, first hand, that anything is possible if there are people in our midst who share of themselves, their time and their talents. You too, can be that encourager to another struggling individual who needs a little help to believe, to keep on keeping on. Brain power, coupled with man power can do most anything. You just have to believe and be present.

    Confidence breeds confidence, encouragement breeds encouragement, faith breeds faith. That's where you and I come in, by giving ourselves away. We have unique talents and gifts, specific only to us that can be used to make an immediate difference in the lives of others. My businesses have long since gone, swallowed up by a life altering recession and an economic collapse, most of us didn't see coming. Yet my talents remain, along with my heart. I'm doing my best to put them to better use, this time around.

    While you're waiting for your next employment opportunity, continue to hone your  valuable, marketable skills, by volunteering to serve, to encourage, to inspire. Look around you. We're hurting here. There's relatively few places one can go today without seeing need based service's struggling to meet their ever increasing demands. There are very few, if any community based organizations today that will turn down volunteers, in any shape or form.

    Seniors need some type of assistance and or interaction everyday, be it changing a light bulb, reprogramming a remote, trimming some shrubs or just someone to talk to. Young people need mentoring, as well as tutoring, in Boy's Clubs and Girl's Clubs and Y's. Peer's need encouragement, inspiration and hope, if they too are in the throes of financial or emotional distress. Empathy goes a long way when others know you have walked in their shoes.

    I can't promise that by venturing off the sunken couch and into the community, sharing your skills and passions with your neighbors, (We're all neighbors here) will get you employed any faster. But what it will do is keep your skill set sharp, your mind engaged and your heart in tune to the world, just beyond your door. I learned long ago, to give whatever you need the most of. So far in my life, I can tell you from my own personal experiences, it works. Many times it comes in unexpected ways, you will never fathom or imagine.

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        Here's a really kind review of our first novel, along with a link if, after reading it, you'd  like to buy it through Amazon. Either way, Thank you. If you've got an extra dollar or two, send it to a Second Harvest Food Bank near you.

Ride to Redemption by DJ Wilson

<em>I first learned of this book by attending a Writerspace chat where the author was discussing it.
The storyline sounded interesting for me, travel, action and adventure, maybe a bit of romance...
Candice Parker meets D at the coffee shop when she almost runs him and his latte over. They become better acquainted over coffee and it's her birthday.
Love hearing of the nature explorations on their journeys. Loved learning all about the techniques used in designing and redesigning houses ...
Many times while reading I'd burst out in loud laughter and others would glance over at me as it's NOT something I do often. Bit erotic at times but it's needed for the story line.
As they leave TN and head to the western states we learn more about the mysteries and more mysteries arise.
It all comes to a head while they are on the road, I didn't see it coming myself but was fun learning how it all came about.. how everything is connected.
So much more happens that alter the outcome as you could foresee it happening. Glad there will be more of this to read in the next book... Can't wait for more of a ride where it ended off. With the detailed descriptions I feel as if we are riding along with D.
Very well rounded book, it has it all and then some for me. I love a book that will teach me new things and take me to places we've yet to explore and I like action, nature, walking and mystery and adventure. Even the food described is part of the whole picture. Easy to keep track of the colorful characters along the way.
This book has that and so much more-especially as there is another book coming along. Love what the book stands for, redemption and paying it forward-something I do every time I pick up my needles to knit for a charity daily.
I received this book via the author in exchange for an honest review.

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