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338 pages, Paperback
First published May 29, 2013

“You feel so right, Mack., in my arms and in my life.”
“Tell me about Mackenzie?” he asked
Oh my, I was introduced to a wall tonight….
“…. all granny said, was that she gets some herbs from the Jamaicans at the market, and put them in her cakes. Mrs Green was there one day and she said they were the bestcakes this side of Boston, but Grandma never lets me eat them. I don’t know why,but she said I’m not old enough to take an aphrodizzyache.”
Thomas headed to the kitchen trying to remember the last time he’d had so much fun, and he couldn’t. His wife, Janet, died when they were both fifty-six. That was twenty-four years ago.
Maybe one day soon he would be ready to talk to Mack about the night Rose died and the regret he’d lived with all these years. If only he’s talked back then, things might have worked out differently.
“It’s okay, you found it, so you read it first, and then pass it on to me to read.”
“As your only daughter, you should want me to marry for love and to someone who can make me happy just by being with them. Money shouldn’t come into it at all.”
“This is the diary of a Rose”
“Just then the back door opened and in walked Thomas.
“Morning, folks.”
He walked over and gave Mack a bunch of peonies.
She leaned over to give Thomas a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.
“I think you need to marry me, Thomas.” He was so sweet and would make a good grandfather.
“Hey, not funny. He can get his own girl. You’re mine.”
Dean pulled Mack into his arms, laughing.”