Janice’s effervescent demeanor seemed to put her kindergarten students at ease. Most of these children had never been in a classroom, but what they didn’t know was that she was just as scared as they were, since this was her first day of her first teaching job. She tried not to let her apprehension show, as she guided the children, one by one, into an adjoining cloak room, showing them where they could hang their jackets and store their backpacks. She greeted anxious parents, assuring herself, more than them, that their little ones were in good hands, and reminding them when to pick them up. Finally, when all the children were seated in a circle on the floor, she sat down among them, and said, maybe a bit too eagerly, “Good morning. I’m Miss Duffy, your teacher.”
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Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books
When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.
Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.