Coming Home

Home is where the heart is.

Paul Quillen returns home to manage a new state park.

Maggie Molinary returns home to teach.

Both still dream of their best friend from school.

Two people, an unlikely meeting, and a basket of onion rings.

Sometimes, coming home repairs the past.

An excerpt from Coming Home:

She’d just settled in at her favorite corner booth, the same one she chose every chance she got since she’d been just a kid, when the bell over the door tinkled and a tall newcomer came in.

Maggie let her eyes take their time roving over the broad chest and broader shoulders, working their way up to his face. A little bit of shadow on cheeks and chin, but of the late-in-the-day sort, not the I-still-watch-Miami-Vice way.

Oh my, was he looking her way? And was that surprise on his face? Did this strapping forester man see something he liked?

She smiled at him as he moved further into the room, and into the light.

Maggie saw the rest of his face then, including a pair of beautiful hazel eyes she’d last seen on the other side of this very booth.