by Lynda Simmons
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BLURB:
Fast-paced,
funny and incurably romantic
Rachel Banks has
never believed in magic or moonlight, but if she’d thought that putting a piece
of wedding cake under her pillow would conjure up a nightmare in the form of
blue-eyed charmer Mark Robison, she’d have stuffed that cake into her mouth
instead! Mark is only in Madeira Beach for some much needed R&R and his new
neighbour is not the kind of woman made for vacation memories. But there’s
something about the incurable romantic that just keeps drawing him back.
Jennifer Crusie.
Susan Elizabeth Phillips. Lynda Simmons? Oh, yeah!
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EXCERPT
Amanda
snapped on her gear and opened the front door. “That was chance. But this.” She
picked up a couple of bags. “This is fate.”
Rachel
stopped in the doorway. “Do you really believe that? Do you think it’s possible
for two people to be destined for each other? Like soul mates.” She shook her
head. “Forget it. Let’s go.”
Amanda
blocked the way. “Who did you meet?”
“No
one, and I’m late.”
Amanda
planted her skates sideways. “You cannot do this. Not after I told you about
the real estate broker.”
Rachel
looked through the fringe of Amanda’s bangs into her frank green eyes and
wondered if she should take a chance. “Let me ask you this. Have you ever heard
of dreaming on a piece of wedding cake?”
“Sure,
it’s an old custom. Like walking to church because it’s lucky and passing on a
green wedding gown because it’s not. But most people serve the cake for dessert
these days.”
Rachel
tried a smile. “Not all.”
“Someone
gave you cake to dream on?” Rachel nodded and it was Amanda’s turn to laugh.
“Don’t tell me you did it.”
When
Rachel didn’t answer, Amanda’s mouth dropped open and her voice rose. “You did,
didn’t you?” She put the bags down. “Okay, I need details. Did you have a
dream?”
It
was on the tip of Rachel’s tongue to say no, to deny that anything out of the
ordinary had occurred. But she found herself nodding and watched Amanda’s eyes
grow even rounder.
“Did
you see him? The man you’re supposed to marry?”
Rachel
took comfort in the fact that her friend had been sucked into the fantasy as
easily as she had and nodded a third time.
Amanda
stepped closer. “Alright, this next part is really important. Where exactly did
they get this cake?”
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Lynda Simmons is a writer by
day, college instructor by night and a late sleeper on weekends. She grew up in
Toronto reading Greek mythology, bringing home stray cats and making up stories
about bodies in the basement. From an early age, her family knew she would
either end up as a writer or the old lady with a hundred cats. As luck would
have it, she married a man with allergies so writing it was.
With two daughters to raise,
Lynda and her husband moved into a lovely two story mortgage in Burlington, a
small city on the water just outside Toronto. While the girls are grown and
gone, Lynda and her husband are still there. And yes, there is a cat – a
beautiful, if spoiled, Birman.
When she’s not writing or
teaching, Lynda gives serious thought to using the treadmill in her basement.
Fortunately, she’s found that if she waits long enough, something urgent will
pop up and save her - like a phone call or an e-mail or a whistling kettle. Or
even that cat just looking for a little more attention!
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