In South Florida, summer usually starts in April. That’s when we see the end of our low humidity and perfect breezy 70 degree weather and the start of our oppressing, sticky summer days. This year was extraordinary in that as of yesterday—Mother’s Day, no less—we woke up to 60 degree weather and the most amazing perfect day weather-wise!
But, of course, what makes Mother’s Day isn’t the weather—it’s having your loved ones around. My mom, who lives in Trinidad, managed to be here (ostensibly for a medical checkup), along with two of my three sons. We had a lovely brunch in Delray Beach at Max’s Harvest, and a great grilled steak dinner later on.
Somewhere along the way, I realized that I’ve never written a Mother’s Day into a story. Hmmm. Now, of course, I have to find a way to make the holiday a crucial part of a plot line. It’s too late for my current work-in-progress—Wolf Raider. And I can’t, for obvious reasons, inject the day into my current Viking tale, Wùlfe.
Therefore the challenge falls to my new contemporary series, Sanctuary, and book one—Seathe. Seathe’ s tale is a fast-paced (think breathless) romantic suspense set in the Caribbean. Genie’s BFF (Genie’s the heroine) is nine months pregnant when the story begins.
Think it’s too cheesey to have her birth her baby on Mother’s Day???
What’s your opinion?
Have a marvelous Monday!