Spotlight & Giveaway: All of Me by Jeannie Moon

Today it is my pleasure to Welcome author Jeannie Moon to HJ!

Hi Jeannie and welcome to HJ! We’re so excited to chat with you about your new release, All of Me!

Please summarize the book for the readers here:

All of me is a book about how finding your true north, your place, can help you heal. Lilly Vasquez returns to her hometown after running from her abusive boyfriend and her life in Hollywood. She believes she’s through with relationships, with attachments, but her hometown, and the guy she’s loved forever, show her that love and a place she can call home are found with those who know you best.
 

Please share the opening lines of this book:

Prologue~

If everything went as planned, it would be her last night as a virgin.

It was now or never for Lilly. She was eighteen years old, and either had to find the nerve to say what was in her heart or wonder ‘what if’ for the rest of her life. What if. That was something she never wanted to experience. Life should be lived, not regretted.

Please share a few Fun facts about this book…

• Oh…the food. If it was something special that was made in Rinaldi’s Café, The Gourmet Whaler or a creation from Lilly’s abuela, food was constantly teasing me. The tacos that Mia and Jordan bring to Lilly’s to share are a real thing. Denise, whom I mention in the book, is the owner of The Gourmet Whaler in Cold Spring Harbor, NY and her tacos are legend. So. Good. I’m craving the shrimp tacos as I write this answer.
• I experimented with some classic Puerto Rican dishes and have to thank my friend, author Lauren Rico, for telling me about making tostones with her abuela, as well as introducing me to guava paste. I’m Italian, and I know how traditional dishes bond families together. I was happy to learn about, cook, and taste test many different foods.

Please tell us a little about the characters in your book. As you wrote your protagonist was there anything about them that surprised you?

Jack and Lilly are old friends who have been attracted to each other for almost as long as they’ve been in each other’s orbit. Lilly is the one who goes through tremendous change over the course of the book. She’s a domestic violence survivor, and she’s come back to her hometown to heal, and to hide. I wasn’t thrilled about the way she buried what had happened to her, but that was part of the grieving process. Lilly ultimately fought back, and I was happy to see her stand up to her demons. I guess what moved me was how Jack put his own needs aside to get Lilly through her pain. I mean, it was always part of his character, but seeing it all play out on the page was very emotional.

If your book was optioned for a movie, what scene would you use for the audition of the main characters and why?

This is so hard, but I think it would be the scene when Lilly finds Jack has slept on the floor outside her apartment because he was worried about her. She’d been having a rough time, and his knight-in-shining-armor tendencies wouldn’t let him leave her alone. The scene started out funny, but became very emotional. I think it would allow someone to see how the actors interacted, as well as their range.

“Jack. Jack, wake up.”
“Sorry. I got your back. Did you see anything?”
“The only thing I see is you laying on the floor. Wake up.”
Groggy and rubbing his hand across the back of his neck, Jack stretched, cursing the wall, the floor, and the fact that his body no longer liked sleeping anywhere but a comfortable bed. He really had to give up the cloak and dagger part of his job. Looking around, he blinked at the glare coming in from the skylight overhead. God, where the hell was he? As his eyes adjusted and drifted open, the first thing he saw were toes. Female toes, to be precise. The hot pink pedicure and shapely bronzed legs let him know this was no stakeout, but he’d been thoroughly busted.
Glancing up, Lilly stood over him, hands on her hips and one eyebrow cocked.
“I guess you have some questions,” he said. She looked annoyed. Which he would take over completely pissed.
“You think? What are you doing here? Come for the pastries you left behind?”
Pushing up to his feet, Jack nodded. “Yes. Exactly that. I didn’t know how early you got up, but I wanted to be here before you ate my croissant. That.”
Waving him into the apartment, she was having none of it. “You’re so full of shit.”
“I am not! Lina’s croissants are serious business.”
Grabbing two plates from the cabinet, Jack found the white box from Rinaldi’s on the back of the counter. He opened it and took a scone out for Lilly and the last croissant for himself.
A quick glance in her direction told him she was waiting for an answer.
“Jack?”
Turning, he took her in. She was dressed for work. Her shiny black hair was sleek and shimmering with silver or blue, depending how the light hit it. Her makeup was flawless, and she wore a sweeping black dress that brushed the tops of her feet. Big gold hoops and a chunky necklace finished the look, and it was spectacular. Jack could look at her all day.
“I, ah… you look really pretty.”
She rolled her eyes. “Good grief. Thank you. Now tell me why you were sleeping outside my door. I heard you leave last night.”
“You thought you heard me leave. I hung out downstairs until I figured you were asleep. Which makes me think you need a camera or something out there. It’s not safe.”
“Are you kidding me?” Now she was pissed. “I need a camera? Are you insane?”
“Fine. I was worried about you. I didn’t want you to be alone, but you didn’t want me to sleep on the couch, so I stayed nearby. Sue me.”
Leaning her hip into the counter, she picked up the plate with the scone and broke off a little piece. “That’s a little crazy you know, and a little creepy.”
He hadn’t thought about it like that. “I’ll give you crazy, but creepy? Eh, I think I’m justified.”
That got a chuckle out of her, and Jack had never wanted to hear anything more. The annoyance was gone, and when she looked up and smiled at him, his heart leaped in his chest. An honest to God jump. Jesus.
“Thank you. It was very sweet of you to watch out for me. Crazy, and a little creepy, but sweet.”
He didn’t care if it was creepy. Jack was going to take care of her as long as Gio Graham was on the east coast. It was non-negotiable.
They ate in silence, her looking like a goddess, and him feeling and smelling like a piece of roadkill. “I probably stink.”
Lilly sniffed. Leaned closer and sniffed again.
“You smell like…” Her eyes met his and Jack felt his heart squeeze tight. The dark chocolate depths drew him in. The turmoil and confusion from last night was replaced with a sultry calm. All the air left his lungs as he waited for her to finish. After one deep inhale, Lilly nodded calmly. “You smell like you. Nothing wrong with that.”
They settled back into silence, only occasionally looking up from their food. Just being here in the morning before the weight of the day settled on them was intimate. That fact didn’t escape Jack, even with his brain being so addled.
“What are you up to today?” Her eyes stayed down, focusing on her scone. It was almost as if she didn’t really want to know the answer.
“I’m going to wash off the stench, and then I guess I’ll see. I think my grandmother had something in mind.”
“No work? Don’t you have to make the world safe for the masses?”
He shrugged. “Remember? I took a few weeks off. I’m sure they’ll get by.”
Glancing at the clock on the wall, Lilly smiled. It was wide and bright as the sun that had blinded him earlier. “I have to head downstairs. Try to stay out of trouble today, Secret Agent Man.”
The nickname made him laugh again, and the sarcasm made him feel better. “Same to you. Call me if you need anything.”
Lilly took his plate with hers and set them in the dishwasher. The morning was uneventful, if he thought about it. Well, except for the part where she found him outside her door. Jack kept his eyes on her movements… light and fluid, she moved like a dancer. Even her hair, which fell in a silky wave over her cheek, exuded grace. When she’d cleaned up the remnants of breakfast, she came to where he was standing.
They were close, so close he could smell the hint of perfume he imagined she dabbed behind her ear. A soft floral circled around them, reminding Jack of the encounter in the boathouse so many years ago. Just like then, Lilly surprised him. Without warning, she stretched up on her toes and kissed him.

What do you want people to take away from reading this book?

That the people who love you most—your family and your friends—will be there for you no matter what. The first two Compass Cove books focus on the strength characters find in this close knit community, and All of Me is no different. Love, indeed, conquers all.

What are you currently working on? What other releases do you have planned?

I’m currently working on the plot/synopsis for the fourth book in the Compass Cove series, which will release in about a year. I know who my main characters are and that the story is going to dig deep emotionally.
 
 

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Excerpt from All of Me:

As days went, this one needed a complete do-over.
As Lilly Vasquez made her way through her salon, closing up for the night, she wondered what had made her think she could run her own business. Today had brought her a vendor that failed to send her order, a very unhappy customer—who was angry the stylist actually cut her hair short, when that’s what she’d asked for—and her top colorist quit to take a position in a big salon in New York.
The woman was superbly talented and deserved every opportunity, but Lilly wished she could tell her colorist the glamour she was looking for in the fancy salon in the big city wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.
Which was why Lilly had come home to Compass Cove. The place didn’t get her heart racing like L.A., and the wedding she was going to in a few weeks wouldn’t be attended by A-list celebrities, but the people she loved would be there, and she’d learned they were the only ones who really mattered.
As she flicked off the lights in her office in the back, Lilly heard a knocking from the front of the salon. It was past seven, she was exhausted, and part of her was tempted to take the stairs to her small apartment above the salon.
But as the knocking became steadier, she breathed out, clicked on the light in the reception area, and went to the front.
She hoped it was something simple. Maybe it was her lost products finally being delivered. Or perhaps it was Charles, one of the stylists, who was always forgetting something. Lilly should probably get the man a key, but then he wouldn’t ever try to keep track of his shit.
The shock hit as soon as she could see who was knocking. Lilly had left her work in L.A. abruptly, so when the face staring through the glass was her old boss, Noel Kristoff, she couldn’t quite get her head around it. Hadn’t she just been thinking about him? Minutes ago, his face and smile and wacky outfits had flashed through her mind. And now he was grinning at her like a man possessed.
None of this made any sense. Noel didn’t like to go anywhere with less than a million people unless it was to his chateau in Bordeaux, so there had to be a good story as to why he was standing outside her door in her tiny town.
Disengaging the alarm, she threw the deadbolt on the door and almost lost her arm when he yanked it open and charged inside.
“Leelee!” Noel grabbed her in a bear hug, pulling her into his massive chest. “You look gorgeous, dahlink. How have you been? I would say I’ve been searching everywhere for you, but I only had to ask one person, and he told me immediately where to find your shop.” His Hungarian accent was still thick, even after years in California designing hair for the fussiest movie stars and costume directors. If there was a look in a movie that anyone remembered, chances were Noel was responsible.
Taking a step back, she surveyed her old boss’s face. Warm and happy, his black hair was pulled into a knot at the nape of his neck. Nothing seemed to dampen his spirit. Even three crazy ex-wives couldn’t do it to him.
“I… I cannot believe you’re here,” she finally uttered. “I was just thinking about you.”
“I still think you have the gift of my people, my dear.” Folding his arms, Noel—who cherished his Romani heritage—looked around.
“Only if your people landed in Hungary by way of Puerto Rico,” she said.
His belly laugh boomed through the space. “Show me your place. I’m dying to see.”
Initially, Noel was the only person she told about opening her salon back home. When she cut ties with her life in California, she’d made a clean break. He was the only one she’d sporadically kept in touch with. The man had trained her, mentored her. Everything she had she owed to him, and her own hard work.
That he wanted to see what she’d made was a little intimidating, but it also made Lilly’s heart happy.
“This town of yours. It’s so small. I know you said it’s small, but how small? I see three streets.”
Seeing Noel so far out of his element made Lilly laugh. “There are plenty of people here, but we never feel overwhelmed, or lost, or invisible. It’s not filled with phonies, or people who are only looking out for themselves.”
His brows drew together in a grimace. “Not everyone is like that. You had good friends.”
He was right, she’d had some good friends. But her life had spun so far out of control, and her head was in such a bad place, that the only way she could figure out how to stop the insanity was to leave it all behind. “Let me show you the shop. It’s only been up for a little more than a year, but I’ve built a solid clientele.”
“I had no doubt you would succeed.” He waved her off.
“You lie.” Noel had warned her that businesses like hers failed more than succeeded. There’d been no mincing of words.
He laughed. “Okay, I had a little doubt. I didn’t know how many small-town women would want good hair.”
What a thing to say, she thought. “All women want good hair. All women. And I’ve definitely created a niche for myself with the younger demographic in town.”
As she walked him through the different areas of the shop, Lilly had the opportunity to be proud of what she’d built. “There are eight stations, with two dedicated for colorists.” Lilly pointed out the sleek wood cabinets in a rich dark brown. Oval mirrors were suspended above each. “I have three shampoo sinks, and in the back there’s a work room, break room, powder room, and storage.” Compass Cove was filled with small businesses, all of them locally owned, and many had been in the same spot for generations. Some had fallen on hard times, but it looked like Lilly was going to make it. Visions, which was what she called her day spa, was getting stronger every month.
“So, what brings you to town? I would’ve met you in the city.” She knew New York was one of Noel’s favorite places. He’d said he loved the energy the throngs of people brought to the streets every day. It was where he started his career thirty years ago.
“Normally,” he said, walking toward the back of the shop, “that would’ve been my preference. But I’m here because the movie I’m working on is shooting close by.”
“Really? Where?” Lilly didn’t know if she should be happy or sad. She loved the movies, and had loved working on movies, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted her old life to collide with the one she was rebuilding in her home town.
“There will be some location filming at the college, ah, what’s it called? Jennings? There’s also a mansion location and a beach. Or two. It’s a romantic comedy. Sentimental. Happy. It will sell tickets.”
“That’s awesome! I had no idea. One of my good friends is a librarian at the college. She’s getting married in a few weeks to the football coach.”
He nodded while looking at her color lab, which was tucked onto one side of the workroom. “You like this brand of color? I’m still not sure about it?” He held up a can of product.
“The clients are happy. No fading. No brassiness.”
He nodded. “Weddings are such happy events. You have a man in your life?”
That wasn’t a question she was expecting. “No. Not right now.”
“Ah. Okay.” Noel turned and clasped his hands behind his back. “Have you dated since you’ve been home?”
Lilly shook her head. “No, I’ve been busy. Not much time for anything. It drives my mother crazy.” That wasn’t a lie. Mami was telling her pretty regularly that she’d better find a man before she was too old. “Why all the questions about my love life?”
“There’s something you should know.” Noel’s hesitation made Lilly nervous. He sighed. “Kat Barnes is in the movie. The cast arrives tomorrow.”
“Well, that’s special, but it’s not something that warrants the worried look on your face. What’s really on your mind?
He took another look at the color station and nodded.
“You’re right. I’ll get to the point. Gio is the star of this film. He and Kat are the leads.”
The news hit her like a blast from a cannon, forcing Lilly to sit down at a shampoo sink. Kat Barnes was bad enough. She and Lilly hated each other. But Gio? He was a whole different kind of trouble.
“I wanted to let you know, so you could be prepared. I thought seeing him without warning would be… what is the word?” She could see the wheels turning in his brain, searching for the right term.
“A trigger? Yeah.” Lilly nodded. If she’d run into him in town, she didn’t know how she’d react. “I’m not hard to find either, as you found out.” Lilly dropped her face into her hands. “God, I never thought I’d have to see him again. And here, of all places.”
Sitting next to her, Noel patted her back. “I know. But he’s arriving in a few days. Have you told anyone about what happened?”
Unable to face what drove her from her life in California, Lilly shook her head. The truth was, she hadn’t even told Noel how bad it had gotten. “No. No one. Not even my parents.”
“You need to tell someone. You did have a restraining order at one point. Correct?”
There was a reason she called Noel Papa Bear. He protected her like she was his very own. “I left because the judge refused to reissue the restraining order. Then after he…” She swallowed the words, rubbing the side of her face like the pain was still there. “The DA wouldn’t prosecute. No one believed me except you, and Maddie.”
Giovanni Graham was a star of the highest order. He was a gorgeous, funny heartthrob that commanded the screen no matter what role he played. Action-adventure, drama, romance, comedy, or something for kids, he could do it all. The old saying “women wanted to bed him, and men wanted to be him” was definitely true when applied to him.
Lilly had been the envy of women all over the world when she and Gio dated for almost a year. Initially, things had been great between them, but it didn’t stay that way. It changed; slowly at first, and before Lilly knew it, her life had spun out of control. Violently.
She knew the dark side of Gio Graham. The side that came out behind closed doors. The guy was no hero, and he wasn’t fit to be anyone’s leading man.
Gio Graham was the man who had terrorized her. And no one had believed her story.
An hour later, she sat with Noel in her apartment with a bottle of wine and two big bowls of steaming clam chowder from The Dock’s End. They’d been mostly quiet, sharing a few words here and there as they made the short walk to the restaurant at the marina and then back to her apartment.
He didn’t mention Gio again, and neither did Lilly, even though that was obviously what was on their minds.
“Maybe he won’t look for you?” Noel finally asked the question she didn’t know how to answer.
“I don’t know. It’s possible, but he might. He doesn’t think he did anything wrong.”
“He has been here? To Compass Cove?”
“I brought him home one Christmas.”
“I didn’t know that.”
“My parents didn’t like him.” She couldn’t fault her mother’s instincts. “Mama said he was too charming to be trusted.”
Noel took a deep breath. “He’d best stay away from you. Fattyú.” Lilly had worked with him long enough to know her former boss had just called her ex a bastard. She couldn’t disagree.
“Maybe I could go to the police? Just to put him on their radar. I mean… I did have a restraining order.”
“You could try. At least they would be alerted.”
“I’ll stop over there tomorrow morning. In the afternoon I’m doing a test run on my friend’s hair for her wedding. Want to help?”
“What time?” he grinned. “I’ll be here.”

There were few things Jack Miller hated more than stakeouts. Especially when his partner was a by-the-book DEA agent bucking for a promotion. He was in hell. And Satan had a badge.
Darren, who wore his hair high and tight like a jarhead recruit, was watching the deserted warehouse from their fifth-floor perch. They’d been in Brooklyn for three days, and no one had entered or left the old bread factory. The entire area was being revitalized, with the shipping depot going in near the river, and mixed-use buildings replacing old businesses and industrial spaces.
If they ever converted this old building, he expected a loft would go for several million dollars. If the guys in his unit wouldn’t bust on him for being a rich boy, he probably would have gone for it and bought himself one. But if his time in the military had taught him anything, it was that if he wanted to fit in, Jack had to be like everyone else. He couldn’t be the kid who grew up on an estate, went to an Ivy League school, or had a trust fund, even though he was all those things.
Now that he was an FBI agent, nothing much had changed. If he showed his hand, he’d get shit from the squad.
“You want something to eat, pal?” Maybe food would make the guy loosen up.
Darren shook his head. “No thanks. Had a protein bar. I’m fine.”
“Are you sure? This pizza here is pretty good.”
“That crap will clog your arteries.” Darren continued to watch out the window, while Jack took a bite of the loaded pizza and rolled his eyes.
“I think we have to consider that they moved their operation.” Jack had been excited to work on the joint task force with the DEA. They were going after dealers who were feeding the heroin epidemic in Queens, Brooklyn, and Long Island. It was scary shit, and he wanted these assholes bad, but his Spidey senses were telling him they’d been tipped off.
Lately, he was sorry he’d volunteered for the assignment. He’d been stuck in the room with his counterpart for going on seventy-two hours, and there was a growing chance Jack would hurt the guy.
After a protracted silence, Darren turned and snapped at Jack, “You’re impatient. I’ve had stakeouts that have gone on for weeks. I live on protein bars, water, and adrenaline. I barely sleep, I usually don’t shower. When I emerge, I look like the walking dead. You have to stay the course.”
Now that was fucking scary.
Jack figured in a few days, Darren was gonna start to look like moldy bread. Wasn’t that fantastic?
His cell phone buzzed. When he looked down, he saw a message from his brother, Adam. Where the fuck are you? I’m getting married in three weeks. Mia is flipping out because my best man is missing.
Jack texted back: I’m not missing. I’m working. I will be there. He would do his best, but that’s not what he’d told his family. Stop worrying about me, and you make sure Mia doesn’t go all bridezilla on everyone.
His future sister-in-law was the least likely woman to lose her mind over her wedding, but Jack had seen people do some crazy things. He figured anything was possible.
I should be around in a few days. We’ll get a beer and your lovely bride can interrogate me for as long as she likes. He was pretty sure he’d be out of this dank warehouse soon; the investigation was going nowhere. If not, he’d still be here. With Agent Moldy Bread.
At the same time Adam pinged him back, his phone buzzed. A call from his boss.
Perfect.
“Miller.”
“Hey, Jack. How goes the stakeout?” There was a clear and audible chuckle, and based on the muffled voices in the background, his boss wasn’t alone. A couple of other agents had drawn duty with Darren, so they were going to have a good time at his expense.
“Funny.” He walked away so Darren couldn’t hear. “You need to get me out of here.”
“Come on, Jack. How bad could it be?”
“Are you kidding me?”
There was a burst of laughter from the SAC and whoever was in his office.
“Great. You guys have a ball.”
“Actually, you can come in. It was exactly what you thought. The subjects were tipped off and moved the operation east. You’ll be working out of the field office on Long Island for the duration of the investigation.”
That was a plus. At least he’d be around for the wedding.
“Should I tell Darren?” He glanced over. His partner hadn’t moved. The guy was like a piece of pottery.
“His people will let him know. Hey, one more thing, I got a call from local police about a woman who filed a report about her ex-boyfriend. I’m going to send you the contact information. Said she’s worried about him being violent. Since the guy is coming from out of state, and there was a restraining order, it bounced to us.”
“Abuser?” That wasn’t his usual jam. “Why me?”
“You’re from the area, so I figured you could see what’s up. It could fall under a couple of federal statutes, but we’re not sure.”
“Yeah, I guess. Send me what you have, and I’ll talk with her. How many complaints are we looking at?”
“More than a few. We’re getting the whole file from L.A. Hold onto your hat, she identified the ex. It’s Gio Graham.”
“The actor?” Jack’s stomach lurched.
“Yep. The woman is named—hold on, let me look—Lilly Vasquez. Owns a salon or something.”
Lilly. Jesus. It was a good thing Jack was getting this on the phone. The squad didn’t need to see his reaction. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah. But make sure she’s on the level. I know she had the order, but celebrities are constantly being targeted by crazies—anything is possible. The relationship was all over the tabloids, and the detective I talked to said the case was full of question marks. They aren’t sure she’s totally on the level. Especially after they interviewed Graham. He said she was the one who was dangerous, and stalked him online. He suggested she might be using being victimized as a cover.”
The suggestion that Lilly was at fault made the muscles in Jack’s neck spasm in response. The woman was a lot of things, but a crazy stalker wasn’t one of them. “Yeah. I want to know everything. Everything.”
For the longest time, no one could figure out why Lilly had returned to Compass Cove. She’d had a great gig in the film industry, which she’d left suddenly and without any explanation. But hearing all this, it made more sense. He remembered she’d been dating the guy. He couldn’t turn around without seeing her face on some gossip rag. It drove Jack crazy. Now, thinking about what might have transpired between them made him so angry he was going to make it his mission to find out what happened.
“Wait. You think there’s something to this?” his boss asked. “That she…”
“I don’t draw conclusions until I have all the facts,” he lied, not wanting to tip his boss off to his own conclusions. “But I’m not going to be the guy who blows this off and lets a woman get hurt.”
“I dunno. Based on what we do know, she sounds a little unhinged. He can’t get her to tell him what she did with the jewelry he gave her. It was worth over a million bucks and someone close to them said she gave it all away to friends of hers.”
Jack’s wheels started turning. He had a good idea what happened to the jewelry, but give it away just for fun? Not likely.
“I don’t need her going all psycho on this guy, Miller. That wouldn’t be a good look for us.”
“Uh huh.” That pissed him off. If Lilly reached out for help, this was serious. She was bull-headed, independent, and not prone to drama. No, if she was concerned enough to go to local police, she was scared. Which was why Jack was going to stop by and see her tomorrow.

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Book Info:

There’s no place like home, and no love like his…

Lilly Vasquez has returned home to Compass Cove after making her way in Hollywood as a hair stylist to the stars. With such a successful career, why she moved back to Long Island to open her own salon is a mystery, and Lilly’s not talking. That is until a movie shoot nearby drops the trouble she thought she left in California right into her backyard.

FBI Special Agent Jack Miller has floated in and out of Compass Cove for the last fifteen years, rarely staying in town for more than a few days because he’s so wrapped up in his work. But when a complaint about a potentially dangerous situation in town lands in his lap, Jack is gobsmacked to see the name of the woman who has occupied his thoughts for more years than he can remember, Lilly Vasquez.

With the excitement of a big family wedding, Jack has an excuse to stick close, but Lilly doesn’t appreciate the attention, especially since it stirs up a bee’s nest of long-buried feelings. Likewise, Jack is dealing with his own attraction to the fiery brunette, and it’s making him crazy. He needs to stay objective to keep Lilly safe, but his heart isn’t listening to reason. Will the long-time friends succumb to the small town magic and take the biggest risk of their lives? Or will they play it safe, and miss their happily ever after?

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Meet the Author:

USA Today bestselling author Jeannie Moon has always been a romantic. When she’s not spinning tales of her own, Jeannie works as a school librarian, thankful she has a job that allows her to immerse herself in books and call it work. Married to her high school sweetheart, Jeannie has three kids, three lovable dogs and a mischievous cat and lives in her hometown on Long Island, NY. If she’s more than ten miles away from salt water for any longer than a week, she gets twitchy.
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