I spent a New Year's in Montreal, a summer semester in the U.K and a few glorious days in Paris before returning Stateside to finish a degree in history, then it was off to Panama and Costa Rica. I spent months on off-islands and sailed in the Pacific with a friend until his sloop sank-not with us on it-thank goodness. I spent years living abroad in Central America in little jungle villages absorbing the native culture and language. With family or solo, I've traveled since I was about eleven. Some of those places and some of those people found their way into characters or settings in my romance novels which lends me about an inch of panache-on the table below the salt. I have been to interesting places and met interesting people, but none of it rubbed off on me. Rebecca Hollis has other ideas-lots of them! All artful and disingenuous-one of which is bound to work… She hopes.I would rather write an obit than my bio, mostly because I'm one of the most boring souls you'll ever meet. He’d rather dance with a grizzly or wrestle a puma than give his heart over to a sly, conniving, wily do-gooder. Rebecca Hollis is determined to force the obnoxious, disagreeable, self-centered pilot to do whatever is necessary to insure the survival and rescue of the orphans…Even if it means making the noble gesture of keeping her mouth shut-or other womanly things. He can survive, but his live cargo is another matter-an annoying social worker and five orphans-the most irksome freight he’ has ever hauled in his life. Mischance forces his plane down in a frozen wilderness. Flying is his high road until one sleet-filled morning-it isn’t. He lives alone because people are not to be trusted-especially women. He has the ability to fly through anything except solid mountain. Parnell Stillman, ace pilot, is man to the bone in a lackadaisical kind of way.
0 kommentar(er)
