Yep, itâ€™s time for the launch party for “Teach Me to Forget,” the second rose I received at the April meeting. Release was actually last Saturday, with Amazon jumping the gun by a couple of days. Since everyone I know was busy doing something else, I had a party by myself. Sort of. I got a case of Black Opal wine.
My very prettiest wine goblet, and brought up Teach Me To Forget on the computer.
Didnâ€™t actually open the wine, Iâ€™ll wait until some friends come over. But I did stage a wicked party, donâ€™t you think???
“Teach Me To Forget” came from the first time we rented a motor home. Lying snuggled up in the top bunk, rain pattering on the roof just a few inches above our heads, was amazingly cozy and romantic. The story grew from that moment. Of course I made Jonathan and Bethany go through a long “getting to know you” span of time before they could really enjoy that bunk.
An abused child-bride of a dissolute jet setter, Bethany Acton has come a long way. Now divorced and single, she writes for a lifestyles magazine, lives out of her motor home, and answers only to her bossâ€”when he can find her. She has overcome her horrendous past and taken control of her own life. But when she meets Jonathan Merritt, a wildlife photographer, she learns that control is a tenuous thing.