Dedicated to Alice, my twinkle fiddle ...
I believe in family and friends, and in a place where we celebrate victories, support defeats, and know rain brings patience and hope. ~ B.
Prologue
Hope. Before she knew the word, she knew its meaning. She would wish upon her stars, and her life to become, and of hope. It was the hope of happiness, the hope of believing. It was the hope of a five-year-old girl, late at night, holding tightly to a stuffed bear.
"I hear talking up there," her father would make a subtle motion to rise.
"Let her be," her mother would reassure. "She'll settle down soon."
"She's up there laughing," he would say.
"It's okay, she's talking to Bear," she would remind him. "She's just talking to Bear."
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Twinkle Fiddles
RomanceNow Available in Print ... This novel touches on raw emotions of what it's like to be alone and to be ignored, to have the support of family and friends, and the meaning of unconditional love. The story revolves around a pair of millennials. Their...
