A short story about love, loss and finding love again.
Ronin Eastland has lost his love of 12 years in a drunk driving accident. Broken and devastated, Ronin retreats into his own world where he slowly succumbs to the pain of losing the only man he'd ever love.
Maverick Holliday wakes up in a white room and finds out he's dead. If that's not bad enough, his twink-looking somewhat angel tells him he can go back to Ronin. There's just one catch-Maverick won't remember who he is. Sent back down to earth in the body of another man, Maverick Holliday--now Maverick Cruise, tends to the sick and needy-until a broken man winds up in his ER. Drawn to the widower, Maverick can't understand why he feels so close to Ronin Eastland.
Will Maverick ever truly remember the love he and Ronin shared? Will fate bring them together for a second time around?
I have been blessed in this life to not only have parents that support me, but kids that do as well. I grew up in a loving but "Old School" French household. My parents worked for the airlines (TWA) so I was able to see a lot of Europe as a kid. I moved to Seattle Washington at the age of 22 and stayed there for twelve years before moving to Alaska for a little over two. Fairbanks, AK was one hell of an experience and I wouldn't hesitate to go back! I spent a little over a year in South Carolina before moving back to Arizona. I then left for Kansas for five years and now reside in Arizona. I've been connected to the military in one way or another for over half my life and wouldn't change a thing about it. Writing has become my full time job and I've never been so happy doing a job I love and being able to do it in my jammies. I plan on writing until I dry up and die. Hopefully, that won't happen soon!