You have your own firm! – #fridayfiction

November 20, 2015 Friday Fiction 0

What Heart Remembers

What Heart Remembers

Series: Memory House Collection, Book 3
About the Book



Max Martinelli spent her junior year of college in Paris, and fell in love. Julien was a wickedly handsome young man who was crazy in love with her, or so she thought. He was a free-spirited artist and she an aspiring architect—impressionable, young, and standing on the brink of womanhood.

That was over three years ago but the memory of him still haunts her. Max’s life is stuck on hold because she can’t stop wondering what would have happened if she had gone back. Was Julien simply part of the magic of Paris? Or was he meant to be her destiny?

After a New Year’s Eve party that ends in disaster and bad dreams, Max decides to find out once and for all. She is going to return to Paris and search for Julien. But will her search bring forever after happiness or a truth so ugly it will change her life forever?

What the Heart Remembers is Book Three in the Memory House Series


“A magical book of memories, treasures and stories from a Masterful Southern Storyteller” Judith D. Collins, top 1000 Goodreads Reviewer

“Magical realism that will enchant…” Heidi, Rainy Day Ramblings

“Wonderful, heartwarming story of love and life…” Sherry Fundin, Reviewer

“Crosby does more than leave you with memories of her books, she leaves footprints on a reader’s heart…” Suzie, Book Bunny Reviews

Other Books in "Memory House Collection"
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You have your own firm! – #fridayfiction

The party is at LuAnn Barkley’s apartment in downtown Richmond. It is well over an hour from Wyattsville but Max hasn’t seen these friends since graduation, so she’s opted to make the drive. By the time she arrives, the festivities are in full swing. Silver and black balloons bobble overhead, and the stereo is turned up so loud the walls vibrate.

Before Max has time to shed her coat, Brianna Mosley spots her and rushes over. She gives an air kiss and gushes that it’s been ages since they’ve seen one another.

“Where on earth have you been keeping yourself?” Brianna asks.

“Mostly working,” Max answers.

Brianna rolls her eyes. “Working?”

Max nods with a feigned smile. “I’ve been doing some relatively small redesign projects; nothing big, but I’m getting my name out there.”

Although Max is decked out in party gear she still has the big black leather satchel she carries every day slung over her shoulder. She reaches into it, pulls out a business card and hands it to Brianna.

Brianna eyes the card. “You have your own firm! Awesome,” she says, sounding impressed. “How many employees?”

“Just me,” Max replies. “I work out of my apartment.” She spots the way Brianna is looking down her nose at such a thought and adds, “But once I have a few more clients, I plan on setting up an office.”

“You need one now,” Brianna says. “If you had a real office, clients would take you seriously. You’d get more work and better fees. You know what they say, it’s the sizzle that sells.” She tilts her head back and laughs.

“Maybe in a year or two,” Max says with a sigh. “When I can afford it.”

Again Brianna rolls her eyes. She glances across her shoulder then leans closer and in a hushed voice whispers, “The secret to success is to marry money. Wayne set me up in a studio big enough for exhibitions.” She gives a self-satisfied grin then adds, “If you want I can have him introduce you to some of his friends.”

“No thanks,” Max replies.

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