
I’ve loved writing more than anything else for as long as I can remember. My mother saved one of my earliest “books” in a plastic storage bag which is sitting in my desk drawer. I recited the story, and she typed it. I added illustrations and bound it with old wallpaper and glue. The back says I was six years old. When I was ten, I tried to write my first novel. My fifth grade English teacher Ms. Mercer even exempt me from some class assignments to work on my novel. I got pretty far for a ten-year-old, but ultimately didn’t finish it. I don’t remember any details, but I know that it was a grand love story between wounded souls. Eventually, I became an author and published many books in nonfiction and fiction. To date, I’ve published fifty books. Romance novels are my absolute passion. There’s nothing better than writing about love. One night I was sitting in my office stuck on something I was writing. I stepped outside onto my balcony for some fresh air. I looked up at the stars and suddenly there was a bolt of inspiration for an entirely new book. The entire story came to me all at once, which was different than all my previous novels. I dropped everything else in my life and started writing. I wrote the first draft in only ten days. It was the most immersive experience of my life. That novel is Shooting Stars Above. It's a love story between people who help each other heal. I believe it is the novel I tried to write when I was ten.

When the unmistakable opening piano notes of “All of Me” came on, Tess looked up at Jack. “It’s our song, baby.”
“That’s my cue,” he said to the group.
He led her onto the dance floor. She put one hand on his shoulder, and he slipped one around her waist to the small of her back. They started to sway, staring at each other as if they were the only people in the world. As the song progressed, she moved her hand down his arm to pull him closer, and he ran his fingers through her hair. They were pressed tightly together, in slow movement. Everyone at their table watched, smiles across their faces.
“Whoa,” Bobby mumbled.
“They are really in love. I’ve never seen anything like it,” Joe said.
Clay put his arm around Omar and said, “Look at them.”
“If I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I’d never believe it. My sweet Butterfly is truly happy.”
When the song was over, Jack whispered, “Let’s go to your place.”
At the end of the evening, they all bundled up and stumbled out of the bar.
A homeless man standing on the sidewalk asked, “Can you please spare anything?”
The group stood around awkwardly, but Tess walked right up to him. “Hi. I’m Tess, this is Jack, and these are our friends.”
Jack stepped directly behind Tess in a protective stance.
“What’s your name?” Tess gently asked the man.
“Henry,” he replied.
She smiled, pulled a twenty-dollar bill out of her pocket, and handed it to him. When he took the money, she held his hand. Surprised, he looked at her and said, “You’re very kind. Thank you.”
“Getting kind of cold out,” she remarked, still holding his hand.
“Sure is.”
She took off her cashmere scarf and held it out. “Here, please take this and try to stay warm.”
“Wow,” Joe muttered.
“Oh, I couldn’t,” Henry said.
“Please, I insist.”
“Thank you,” he said, taking the scarf. “Someone must have taught you to do unto others.”
“No, someone taught me there are no others. Good night, Henry.”
She turned to her friends, their mouths agape.
Henry looked at Jack, who hadn’t moved, and quietly asked, “Is she some kind of angel?”
“Yeah, something like that,” he muttered.
Tess walked over to Omar and hugged him. “Our usual breakfast on Thursday?”
“Yes, Butterfly.”
“Good night, guys,” she said to her friends.
They all said goodbye. Jack took Tess’s hand and walked her to his car. He opened her door and she got in. When he closed the door, he looked back at Henry, who was wrapping the scarf around his neck and smiling.

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