The house stood slightly elevated on a hill. The graceful wrap-around front porch beckoned and the white paint gleamed in the sunlight. Jesus H. Christ! It was Tara! An exact replica of the Tara plantation from Gone With the Wind.
Two of my awesome critique partners, Patrice Michelle and Shelley Bradley, whose books I can never get enough of. And last but not least, my family, who somehow manage to live with me while I'm under deadline without killing me.