In Moonlight and Memories trilogy
by Julie Ann Walker
Release Date: July 1st 2019
From NYT and USA Today bestselling author Julie Ann Walker comes an epic tale of sacrifice, friendship, and the awe-inspiring power of love.
Sneak Peek #5 for In Moonlight and Memories
Pasting on a smile I hope looks far more sincere than it feels, I sit up straighter as she makes her way over. "Hey, Vee. You look especially pretty this morning. Are those Aunt Bea's sapphires?" I point to the teardrop earrings glinting in her ears.
"I thought they worked with this blazer," she says absently. "But enough about me, let's talk about you, Luc. How was Friday night?"
I frown at Luc. "What happened Friday night?"
"Oh, you don't know?" Vee grins. "Bachelor Number Twenty here took his date on the town. Sally Renee's been telling anyone who'll listen all about it."
"Wait." I hold up a hand, staring at Luc. "You already went on a date with Sally Renee? That was fast."
He shrugs. "I reckoned why put off the inevitable, you know?"
"You sure made an impression on her." Vee nudges him with her elbow. "She said she didn't think she had anything more to learn when it comes to... uh..." She lowers her voice. "You know what. But apparently, you taught her a thing or two. Well done, you. If you decide to be part of Aunt Bea's bachelor auction next year, who knows how high the bidding will go?"
Throwing her head back, she laughs merrily. "Well, it was good seeing y'all this morning. Enjoy your brunch. Bye, Maggie." She barely spares Cash a glance before joining her friends at the table in the corner.
I keep my smile in place, but it's brittle. If someone blows on it, my whole face might crack.
Cash punches Luc in the shoulder. "What the hell, dude?"
"Ow." Luc glares at him incredulously. "What the hell dude me? More like what the hell dude you? Why are you hitting me?"
"I thought we talked about this."
"No. You talked about it. And it's fine for you, but I don't see why I hafta abide by your rules. I'm not the one aiming to—ow! Jesus!" Luc bends and rubs his shin, leading me to presume Cash kicked him under the table.
"I'm sorry." I lift a finger. "What am I missing? What's going on here?"
"Nothing," they say in unison.
I look back and forth between them. Neither seems ready to spill whatever mysterious beans they're cooking up. Doesn't matter. I'm more interested in Luc and Sally Renee anyway.
"You slept with Sally Renee?" I don't know why, but the thought is an irritant. Like a wad of gum stuck to the bottom of my shoe, or a splinter festering in the tip of my finger.
Luc scowls at Cash one more time before turning to me and clearing his throat. "A gentleman never tells."
"Right." I twist my lips. "Which means the answer is yes. If the answer was no, then the gentleman would tell, because the gentleman wouldn't have anything to tell."
He doesn't say anything, simply stares at me and takes a slow drink of his café au lait.
"Lucien Dubois." I try to make light of the situation. It's none of my business, and it shouldn't bother me, so I convince myself I won't let it. "All this time you had me fooled into thinking you were this sweet, wholesome guy."
"I am sweet and wholesome."
I grunt. "Sounds like Sally Renee might have something to say about that."
"Don't you know, Maggie May? There's good and bad in all of us. We're all devils and angels."
BLURB
Maggie: Ten years ago, Cash Armstrong stole my heart. Then he promptly joined the army—dragging my best friend with him—and left me crying on the front porch in a red sequined prom dress. Now he's back. They're both back. Cash, the one who still has my heart. And Luc, the one who saved my life.
Cash: How do you know if you’re at the end of the beginning or the beginning of the end? That's what I've been trying to figure out since a traumatic brain injury made me "unfit to serve." I'm back in New Orleans, and picking up the shattered pieces of my past means I must confront where my life's journey began... and where it all might end.
Luc: Long ago, Maggie May was mine. Not mine in the way you might think. She was mine because she was my only friend. Then Cash came along and we became brothers by something stronger than blood. We became brothers by choice. When tragedy struck, I was forced to make a decision that changed all our lives. I thought, after ten years, it was safe to come back home. I was wrong...
The “In Moonlight and Memories” trilogy debuts July 1st!
And always remember, “The greatest of loves can begin in the simplest of ways...”
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Author Info
A little about Julie…
Born in Tulsa, Oklahoma, Julie grew up in a house full of women – she has three older sisters. As you can imagine, there was no lack of drama… or romance. Her mother enrolled her in a book club as soon as she began to read and it was the small spark that ignited her voracious appetite for the written word.
Because of Julie’s early immersion in literature, she found writing came quite naturally. In high school, she won multiple writing contests and was the proud senior editor of The Tiger’s Tale – her school newspaper.
During her college years, however, she longed for a challenge. “Reading and writing felt like second nature to me, so I looked for a way to flex my mental muscles,” she recalls. After receiving a Bachelor of Science degree, Julie began teaching advanced high school mathematics.
“I loved working with the students and facing the challenges of the classroom, but I longed for the occasional snow day when I could race to the local book store, buy two or three new novels, and curl up in front of the fire to read.”
It wasn’t until a fortuitous move to Chicago that Julie once more returned to her first passion.
Now Julie loves to travel the world looking for views to compete with her deadlines. When she’s not writing, she enjoys camping, hiking, cycling, cooking, petting every dog that walks by her, and… reading, of course!
Website: http://www.julieannwalker.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/JAWalkerAuthor
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