Tina grew up a dreamer and loved to escape into the world of books.
After years of working in the business world doing a variety of jobs, she decided to try her hand at writing and hope to incorporate the joy of being a mother into her books.
Read about SUMMER'S GROWTH, Book One of the Family Tree Series, and see what each color rose means according to tradition.
Different Color Roses
With Valentine’s
just around the corner, I thought I would refresh everyone’s memory on what the
different colors of roses mean.
You don’t want to send the wrong impression.
Red
Roses say, “I love you.” And are the ultimate symbol of romance and enduring
passion.
Pale
Pink Roses imply grace, gentleness and joy.
Light
Pink Roses express a sense of fun, happiness, and whimsy.
Deep
Pink Roses say, “Thank you.”
Lilac
Roses indicate the sender fell in love at first sight with the recipient and is
enchanted. Because the meaning for lilac
roses aren’t as widely known, it’s best to send a card with them.
White
Roses symbolize truth and innocence.
They also send other messages like, “I miss you,” and “You’re heavenly.”
Coral
Roses express one thing through their color, desire.
Peach
Roses signify appreciation, gratitude, modesty, and also can convey sympathy.
Orange
Roses communicate enthusiasm, desire and fascination on the part of the sender.
Yellow
Roses indicate friendship and freedom, not a sign of love.
A
Dead Rose, regardless of original color, says “It’s over.”
Hope
you have a great Valentine’s Day.
About SUMMER'S GROWTH
In the spirit-haunted Winston estate in Ohio,
rooted in time and occupied by the lingering ghosts of a great family, the
torch is about to pass...
Mattie Winston, sober, sensible, and steady, has
served as Keeper to the family for decades. Amber Harrison, hovering on the
edge of flunking out of college, unsure what she wants out of life, has barely
even heard of the Winston estate. The family, however, has decided that it's
time for the changing of the guard. These two exceptional women soon find
themselves dealing with violence, murder attempts, and old family mysteries
while each finding the love of her life. Two romances and a growing friendship,
all twined around a brooding family tragedy, make for an outstanding paranormal
mystery offering depth and charm beyond the commonplace. The growing love of
Amber and Carter and of Mattie and Quincy offer readers a tender and engaging
first novel in a winning new paranormal series.
Excerpt
Standing by the bay window in the front room, Mattie watched
the car approach. She wanted to run, but instead glanced at the kindhearted
spirit of Opal, her distant grandmother. Dressed in her best early American
gown, the many layers of her petticoat swished with a soft hiss when she moved.
“There’s no reason to be nervous. Once you meet Amber,
you’ll see she caps the climax,” Opal voiced in a soothing tone. “Your Aunt
Rachel is absolutely thrilled to have a descendant from her branch of the
family as keeper.”
Looking beyond her at the rest of the room, Mattie searched
for the other members of the family council. They always offered her their
support when she faced a big decision. Yet, today they were conspicuously
absent.
“Don’t worry. The whole family is behind you. We just
thought it better if we didn’t all hover.”
Shifting from foot to foot, she wrung her hands together. A
simple process of a changing of the guard for them, Amber’s arrival marked the
end of the life Mattie loved.
The beautiful spirits around her didn’t understand how cruel
humans could be to each other. What if she screwed up and the girl left? Or the
girl hated living with a house full of spirits?
Unease pricked at Mattie’s mind. She had no experience in
dealing with strangers. All her business associates understood her likes and
didn’t force her to attend any social events.
A quick glance out the window, and a car rounded the
fountain. She wasn’t prepared to entertain Amber. How could she be? She never
invited guests to the estate.
“Now, Pumpkin, there’s no need to worry. It’s time another
branch of the family realize what a pain it is to be keeper.” Opal smiled,
offering her special form of reassurance. “We’re all here to help with the
transition.”
The high notes of Beethoven’s Fifth sprang from the piano.
Mattie jumped in surprise at the sudden noise. She whipped around to see Uncle
Samuel, the artist of the family, standing next to the piano.
“The game is afoot.” He arched his eyebrows and grinned,
then disappeared.
“I’d better leave.” Her aunt patted Mattie’s shoulder. “Just
remember, the girl is uneasy too.”
Opal disappeared.
With a deep breath, Mattie turned and gripped the cold metal
knob in her hand.
Soon
her home would belong to a stranger, and then what would she do?
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