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Heart to
Heart ~ Forever
A memory jogger that will rekindle the spirit of your
youth!
ISBN
0-929915-83-6, 6 x 9, PB,
144
pages
$19.95
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Author: Kay Blanks
Heart to Heart ~ Forever is a story of five women spanning fifty
years.
Joy's life is jolted by jilting husband of 30 years when she
stumbles upon his dark world of lies and deceit.
Jettie, Joy's lifetime confidante stands by her, while she puts
her heart back together, one piece at a time.
Vince comes full circle with his past to realize there is still
life after death.
While others are losing at love Krystal and Johnny are champions
for leading the way to keep the candle flame burning.
Perky little red head, Dixie May Sweeney lets her guard down,
only to get body slammed, by yet, another loser. Never knowing
who is just around the corner~ love conquers all, in the
strangest places!
Who would have thought that Mr. And Mrs. Exotic could possibly
be the meek Rocky, and the once shy little Camilla, the exchange
students from Italy?
What's a good story without a
murder or two?
You better tie a knot and hang on…it’s a rocking roller coaster
ride!
Be sure to check out the
previews of Kay's two new books, below, to be released in 2008,
they'll have you hanging off the edge of your chair.
Preview of Illiana
Her famous Dallas attorney, Samuel De Marco; dubbed Sampson for
his strength in the court room was her white knight, not only
great representation, he had made her one wealthy woman. They
hit it off immediately in his Dallas office. That was the first
time she’d laid eyes on him. He was referred to her by a contact
at the country club. Illiana called him and made an appointment
to represent her estate and to file her divorce. From the first
day they were on the telephone a dozen times.
Today they stood on the courthouse steps after receiving her
final decree. His white hair blew slightly; he smoothed it with
his large tan hand, “Illiana I’m glad you heeded my advice and
changed your name. He reached over and laid his hand on her
shoulder wanting to make more of an impact with his statement.
“Leave this hell behind and be glad you can. He took his hand
and cupped her chin to lift her eyes to meet his own, “Beautiful
lady you can have the world on a string.” He got silent then a
big smile appeared exposing perfect white teeth and crinkling
his eyes at the corner; his baby blue eyes seemed to twinkle.
She thought to herself, he is one handsome man. No doubt by the
way the women hung onto every word he spoke in the courtroom and
every head turned when he entered the room, his distinguished
presence just demanded it. Illiana took his hand and covered it
with her own and said, “Dear Sampson, what would I have ever
done had I not had you at my side during all of the trial.”
Nodding as he spoke, he said, “I will only be a phone call away
if you ever need me.” They walked down the last step of the old
courthouse steps, hugged, then went in separate directions.
She felt a part of her family was once again telling her
goodbye.
Illy vowed she would never mention her husband’s hideous double
murder to her parent’s. Rather she would say, “We fell out of
love and grew apart.”
She’d promised the Realtor that she would leave the keys in the
kitchen. The house had sold ~where she and Peter resided. He
certainly had no use for it. He would be spending the rest of
his days in the maximum security of the Huntsville Penitentiary.
This would be her final task. She felt she was driving the last
nail on the coffin of their fifteen year marriage.
Blinded with tears she glanced around her home for the last time
and left.
Outside the breeze fluttered; she could hear the birds singing,
something she use to enjoy, but today she felt void.
Illiana Westbrook watched the city limit sign reduce to a speck
in her rear view mirror. She floor boarded her Pearl white BMW
headed eastbound out of Chapel Valley; she’d make St. Louis by
nightfall. With her brows drawn tightly and her lips pursed; she
assessed her life and determined it paralleled the speck. On a
scale from 1-10; her life of privilege had rated a 10 plus;
squashed to a zero in a matter of days.
Months had passed and she’d begun to miss her passionate
intimacy with Peter. Of all the problems they had, sex had not
been one of them. Once settled she would reclaim her life, to
date and be social, she needed it in more ways than one. Illiana
was a real woman, all woman and she had no intention of becoming
an embittered old lady spending the rest of her days in a
rocking chair feeling sorry for herself.
Illiana had lots of time to think and she had big plans on the
drawing board. She’d purchased an old mansion about five miles
north of her folks. Almost completed, it would soon be ready for
occupancy.
In addition, her new business venture, Westbrook Interiors, was
about to be explode on the business scene in the St. Louis area.
All of the exciting plans had her adrenalin pumping for the
first time in years.
Still a looker at thirty-five; Illiana was often compared to the
legendary screen actress; Audrey Hepburn; hailed the most
beautiful woman in history; the goddess of the golden era of
Hollywood; Illy possessed the same qualities. Men absolutely
drooled to see her walk. She had the grace of a swan; a body of
a ballerina; both lithe and agile. She exuded sensuality; long
legs that pranced precisely; effortlessly. She was a natural and
easy on the eyes. No Hollywood star could beat her; she was
stunning.
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Preview of Dangerously Compulsive
Camilla sat at her dressing table starring into the black eyes
of a stranger. The once glamorous socialite, the televised regal
face was a regular in the society section of the newspaper on a
regular basis. Their restaurant was famous. The Finitti’s are
known for their generosity to charity and fundraisers. She had
made many doctors millionaires enhancing and preserving her
youthful beauty. The mirror mocked her now, accentuating the
sagging skin and bloated tissue. Her deep set eyes haunted her
now~ knowing the secret of the stolen hours spent exchanging her
body for the almighty dollar.
How important could it be to get her fix at the racetrack? How
had this happened to her? Where had the road run off the cliff?
Camilla buried her face in her hands and wept. They had had the
perfect life and loaded. However, money, the root of all evil,
enough is never enough.
She drew out a tissue and blew. She would fall to sleep from
exhaustion only to awaken realizing that it was not a nightmare,
it was her life in living color. She remembered finding Rocky
lying in a pile of dark red blood. Never knowing how she managed
to call 911, all she could remember was screaming.
Her husband had adored her since he was a young man. He placed
her high on a pedestal. He dreamed big and they lived his dream.
From the humble times as teenage exchange students, sent to
Texas due to excellent grades. Once wed their journey was a
rocket ride to unbelievable wealth and power. They had been so
in love, she gave him two angelic children, a boy for him and a
girl for her. Her eyes ached from
the salty tears. How could she cry more, how could she have any
tears left?
Camilla leaned forward and drew the crumpled newspaper from her
wastebasket. She wiped the tears with the back of her hands.
Mascara smeared her swollen eyes. She did not care- nothing
mattered—nothing, now that Rocky was gone forever.
The headlines boldly read, Restaurant Owner, Rocco ( Rocky)
Finitti Found Murdered. A photo of a dashingly handsome
Rocky receiving an Award of Excellence while hosting a special
event and surrounded by local business associates was plastered
on the front page of the Houston Chronicle.
Don't miss Kay's children's book
series coming out soon called: "The Shade Tree Gang Meets".
A delightful series for young children about meeting and making
friends and helping each other.
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