Lilian Darcy: After The Rain

Hi everyone, Here’s the cover of my latest book.

I love it because of its promise.

“Into each life some rain must fall,” wrote Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, and it’s true.

But then, oh then, sometimes when you least expect it, there are those times when the sun comes out and you have a parasol instead of an umbrella, and even the departing clouds suddenly look beautiful, and you’re wearing a dress you love and you have flowers in your hand.

This cover isn’t from an actual scene in the story. It’s more symbolic than that. It’s about what the story promises to the characters if they can just make it through.

And they do!

Kira, Casey, Linnie, good news, the sun is coming out, and it’s all the richer because of the clouds that have gone before.

You can find this women’s fiction novel on all ebook platforms. I’m adding the buy buttons via a link to the Montana Born Books website, because there are so many other great books on that site, I hope you’ll have a good browse.

After The Rain:

How do you stop being angry at someone when they’re gone?
Kira Shepherd Blair’s older sister Neve died eighteen years ago at River Bend Park, on the night of the 1996 Marietta High School senior prom, and Kira is still mired in feelings she can’t resolve. So much of her life has been shadowed by Neve, from the adolescence she spent banished from the family spotlight because Neve was so greedy for it, to the bad marriage she made at twenty-one because she and her parents needed the security and the promise of a future, after Neve’s tragic death.
Kira is working to make a good life for herself and her ten-year-old son Jake after her divorce and is finally starting to feel that she’s getting on track, when Neve’s high school boyfriend Casey “Jay” Brown comes back to Marietta and turns everything upside down.
Casey has never known in his heart how much he was to blame for what happened to Neve that night, but when he and Kira are forced to work together at the renowned Haraldsen Architectural Foundation in the foothills of the Absaroka Mountains, she leaves him in no doubt as to her opinion on the issue.
That’s how you stop being angry at someone when they’re gone. You channel your anger onto the man you hold responsible, the man who’s right here, no matter how heart-stoppingly gorgeous he is.