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Her bad-boy lover is no good for her, but she doesn't realize how much until her house is ransacked and she's left for dead. Overcome with grief, Ripley begins seeing her life as hopeless. Dreams that were once within reach become unfathomable, replaced with nightmares and horrifying flashbacks.Her father, a well-known airline CEO, steps up, finding a subtle way to help. But he doesn't anticipate his plan backfiring as it does. Inadvertently Ripley's heart is on the chopping block again. Ripley loses the drive to move on, but suddenly her life changes, and it happens when a young man named Will knocks at her door.Ripley learns of Will's secret, which makes her question everything about his feelings toward her, but a tragic yet precarious bond keeps them together….for how long is anyone's guess. Soon, Ripley has to break his heart in ways she never dreamed, and she's forced to ask him the one thing she's terrified to ask. Some have said that if you see me on the street (usually with a book in hand or a laptop fired up), I appear a cold, hard-fisted person. However, once we've spoken for five minutes or less, you'll have laughed at least once. That is, provided you appreciate sarcastic, self-deprecating wit.My first short story was penned in middle school and I was hooked ever since.I graduated with honours from Humber College and began working as an Administrative Coordinator for a large, multinational corporation shortly afterward. Quickly learning that the corporate world, despite the love I had for my job, is a slow killer of creativity, I chose to quit during maternity leave in 2006.Difficulty thinking outside the box soon evaporated when I received something that didn't come in one: my first child. While at home with the baby my imaginative energy got the better of me and my first memoir was written. It had been a dream of mine to write about my late father, who passed away from alcoholism in 1992, and it took me two years to compose a fifty-page manuscript, but I did it.After my second daughter was born in 2008 I had more fuel to write, and felt it necessary to voice the challenges and inherent gifts I acquired during my struggles with Scoliosis. Hence, my second memoir was born. The words flowed out of me with such ease I shocked myself.My love for words grew with each book I read and every word I wrote. I soon realized I had no more material to write non-fiction, which led me to take a stab at fiction. The next two books were such a revelation: it became more and more clear what my true calling was. The rest, as they say, is history!