Buying the 1920s farmhouse south of Phoenix, where the rumors of John Dillinger’s gang hid out in the 30s, is supposed to be Grace Evanheart’s way of escaping an old romance. When she finds an ancient diary with a map under the bedroom’s floorboard, the rumors solidify into fact. She doesn’t know who to trust with the news; Micah Stevens, the handsome deputy and the great grandson of the original landowners with whom she’s attracted, or Jerry, the young historian who seems too intent on learning about her new home?

36 years. She’s the mother of two awesome sons, who married their forever
loves, and she’s a grandmother to three beautiful grandchildren with one more on the way.
Facts about the Author:
…Â that I went to 13 different schools growing up. I actually went to 5
different high schools. We moved a lot. This is probably why I’m such an
introvert. So if you see me at a conference or a book signing, say hi. You
don’t know how much that would mean to me.
We just saw Riverdance in Tucson. It was awesome!!!

even walk toward a plane.
impact on my fear of flying.
fear of flying—maybe.
received a drawing kit for Christmas when I was seven or eight years old, with
a drawing pad, pencils, one of those silly gum erasers, and an awesome book
that had step-by-step examples. I drew a little boy wearing a sombrero, and my
mother used the side of a pencil and shaded it, making it pop off the paper. I
used this memory in one of my books.
bags—handbags, tote bags, and messenger bags with sayings on them. I can’t pass
by a display of bags without Mike grabbing my elbow and hurrying me by them.
The top shelf in my closet is solely for bag and purse storage. I’m pathetic.
It could be worse, I suppose. I might have the same obsession for matching
shoes with each bag.
identification expert, and who’s dad was a cop for 34 years, and now we have a
son who’s in law enforcement. I’m never at a loss for experts when writing.
I rode with willing officers, went on calls with them. On occasion, I even
helped in taking report information and traffic control. They didn’t let me
carry a gun, although I did design their shirt patch.
Heart, poor Grace deals with my clumsiness. Really! Once, I sprained my ankle
so badly, the doctor told me that it would’ve healed faster if I would’ve
broken it. My foot turned black from my toes up to my knee. Â
Unpublished Novel Contest. Marilyn and her husband have set up an endowment at
Utah Valley University to honor superior works of fiction written by literary
artists.
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