Kurzbeschreibung
Vintage romance
First printing 1994
Reissue
This is a romance: it contains sex scenes
Heat rating: 8 out of 10
This is the second of two books. The first is Forever, but One Fine Day easily stands alone. During the early nineties, romance publishers were experimenting with hybrids, books that were a combination of romance and women's fiction. One Fine Day was one of those books.
From the book:
A GUY SHOULD never marry a woman who was in love with someone else. Even if that someone was dead. Especially if that someone was dead.
What had gotten into him? Austin wondered. It wasn't like him to reflect on his relationship with his wife. He'd given up on that years ago.
Home from a stockbrokers conference in Chicago, Austin Bennet swung his silver Mercedes into the driveway. Rain pounded against the car roof; the windshield wipers were unable to keep up with the downpour.
Home.
It felt good to be back, he thought, somewhat surprised.
A long time ago, when their daughter Amy was still a baby, he'd tried to talk his wife into moving to a bigger house in a more upscale neighborhood, away from the youth-oriented university town of La Grange, Iowa, but Molly hadn't been interested, so he'd let it drop.
Now he realized he was glad they hadn't moved. A new house wouldn't have made any difference, wouldn't have changed anything. Molly would have been with him physically, but not in spirit, not in heart.
First printing 1994
Reissue
This is a romance: it contains sex scenes
Heat rating: 8 out of 10
This is the second of two books. The first is Forever, but One Fine Day easily stands alone. During the early nineties, romance publishers were experimenting with hybrids, books that were a combination of romance and women's fiction. One Fine Day was one of those books.
From the book:
A GUY SHOULD never marry a woman who was in love with someone else. Even if that someone was dead. Especially if that someone was dead.
What had gotten into him? Austin wondered. It wasn't like him to reflect on his relationship with his wife. He'd given up on that years ago.
Home from a stockbrokers conference in Chicago, Austin Bennet swung his silver Mercedes into the driveway. Rain pounded against the car roof; the windshield wipers were unable to keep up with the downpour.
Home.
It felt good to be back, he thought, somewhat surprised.
A long time ago, when their daughter Amy was still a baby, he'd tried to talk his wife into moving to a bigger house in a more upscale neighborhood, away from the youth-oriented university town of La Grange, Iowa, but Molly hadn't been interested, so he'd let it drop.
Now he realized he was glad they hadn't moved. A new house wouldn't have made any difference, wouldn't have changed anything. Molly would have been with him physically, but not in spirit, not in heart.
