Project Goldilocks: A Question of Trust #MFRWAuthor

When I first sent A Question of Trust to Black Opal, I included what I thought might makefront cover interesting scenes for the front of the book. They went with something more relevant to the story, featuring Lana. This was my favorite of what I sent, probably because it was a light moment before the intense drama.

At Stormhaven:

“All right then,” Roz said, rubbing her hands together. “Let’s get this party started. First of all, we need a name for this caper.”

“We do not involve ourselves in capers,” Powers intoned.

“Project? Assignment?”

Powers sighed. “Is she ever quiet?”

“Nope.” Ty grinned. “Pretty much not.”

‘I’m thinking Project Goldilocks. That sound good to you?” Roz looked around at the puzzled faces. “Simple. The way I see it, I’m absurdly tall. No, Ty, I am. I always have been, and I’d be silly to think otherwise. Sydney is adorably small.”

“Hey!”

“She’s right, babe,” Devin agreed.

“That would make Lana—”

“Just right,” Adam said in a deadpan voice.

Roz nodded. “Therefore: Goldilocks.”

Lana shook her head, wondering where all this energy, all this manic support, was coming from. Powers merely heaved another sigh.

***

Yes, Rosalind and Ty are a part of this book. While Lana and Adam pretty much resolve their relationship, the other couple still hesitate on the brink of commitment. Now that I’ve resolved WHY Lana acted the way she did (A Question of Honor) I have to ask WHY in the world aren’t Roz and Ty married. Hmmm. That’s for a future story.

img_9901.jpg

Yes the skies can really be this pretty

Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.