I am pleased to introduce a new release by Missy Michaels titled To the Swift.
Monica Jerome grew up wealthy, pampered and carefree in Lafayette, Louisiana. Daniel LeBlanc grew up poor in the nearby town of Breaux Bridge. Daniel meets, pursues and marries Monica after only a four month romance. After nearly ten years of marriage and the birth of their daughter and two sons they decide to leave the bayou country of Louisiana to move to Memphis, TN. After settling into a front office position with a luxury hotel in her new city Monica finds herself being preyed upon by an obsessive stalker. Unbeknownst to her, it is someone she trusts and considers not only her co-worker but a new friend. A spur of the moment decision to save a marriage has totally unexpected repercussions. What happens when a friend quietly and persistently unleashes his own agenda to make devastating changes to the outcome the couple desperately seeks?
Purchase link: To the Swift
About the Author
Missy Michaels was born in Fort Hood, TX and raised in Springfield, MO. She has also lived in Indianapolis, IN; Breaux Bridge, LA and Memphis, TN and she currently resides in Dallas, TX. Missy loves road trips, emphasis on road, as she has a lifelong fear of flying. She is in the process of planning her very first plane trip but the details are intricate so it could take a while. She also loves barbecue, Chevy Camaros and collecting Hot Wheels.
Monica rehearsed how she would present this turn of events to her parents as she drove to work. She was taking them to dinner at Mulate’s while her kids spent the evening at Melanie’s. Monica had explained to Daniel that it would be much better to sit down to talk with them than to springs a call on them from Memphis.
She was still reeling from that experience herself.
That evening her parents both dined on the Stuffed Catfish Cecilia and their petite daughter dove into the Fried Alligator Platter. While they decided if they had room for Atchafalaya Mud Cake or Key Lime Pie for dessert an air of expectancy lingered over the table. And it wasn’t over what their next menu selection would be. Jack remembered very well the distinct change in his daughter’s demeanor the day before.
Monica let her eyes wander from their fellow diners to the musicians. As the band played several couples had been enticed onto the dance floor by the upbeat tunes. Monica knew this was one of her parents favorite restaurants for both the delicious menu and the lively Zydeco musicians.
As she turned back to the table she realized that her parents were watching her. And waiting.
“This was delicious as always, they never disappoint. Monica thank you for dinner sweetheart,” Adrienne stated as she sipped her iced tea.
“I know. This food is so good I can’t stop. I really want Key Lime Pie even though I’m stuffed.” Monica patted her stomach while she sighed softly.
“We can buy a whole pie to take home. That way the kids can enjoy it with us,” Jack suggested. Keep the small talk coming Monica thought gratefully.
“Monica, are you pregnant?,” Adrienne asked abruptly. Okay then. So much for the light banter.
“Pregnant…umm, no. I do have news though,” Monica responded slowly while collecting her thoughts. Her parents were observing her intently. Monica looked at her iced tea glass to the right of her plate and started counting the melting ice cubes.