First, I would like to thank one of my oldest friends, Annie Waterman, for her generous gift of sharing music. I learned about the classics from her (Erik Satie, Bach, Darius Milhaud). She taught me about 12-bar blues after we saw Muddy Waters in Old Town, Chicago. And opera, she took me to see Birgit Nielsen in Aida.
When I moved to New Mexico, she invited me to join her at the Santa Fe Opera where they had season tickets. It was breathtaking! (And inspired this book.) Well trained in French, she also reviewed an early version of the book. Thank you, Annie!
When the Golden Crown Literary Society began a mentoring program, I was fortunate to have KG MacGregor review and provide her suggestions. Thanks, KG. It finally got published.
Many thanks to my friend and beta reader, MaryAnn Bosworth, for always supporting me and my work.
This book might never have seen the light of day had it not been for L.J. Reynolds, who read an early version nine years ago and pestered me relentlessly to submit it. L.J., I hope you enjoy this—and thank you.
I’m grateful to Chris Svendsen, my publisher and friend for supporting my vision and providing so many learning opportunities. I’m delighted my books have found a home with Sapphire Books Publishing.
The story you are reading is the polished version that comes from a good editor. Heather Flournoy, I am so grateful to have you by my side for this journey .
As always, F.O.W.H. #251 and my Lodge sisters have continued to buoy me up during rough seas and cheer me through good times.
TreeHouse Studio and Ann McMan are the creative force behind the inspirational book covers and the Push I frequently need. Salem is my gentle nudge.
Finally, I’d like to thank my brother, John, for his company, loving support, and enormous help the past four months of this endless Pandemic. The perfect roommate.
To my readers. Always, I write for you. Your kind words are the fuel for my engine. Thank you.