Whiskey Island

Published by: Harlequin MIRA
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OVERVIEW

Once a struggling community of Irish immigrants, Lake Erie’s Whiskey Island has a past as colorful as the patrons who frequent the Whiskey Island Saloon.  A local gathering place for generations, the Irish-American pub is now run by the Donaghue sisters, whose lives and hearts have been shaped by family tragedy and a haunting mystery

When an act of violence sets the wheels of fate in motion, the sisters, and the men who love them, are determined to learn the truth about one fateful night in the family’s long-forgotten past.  A murder that still shadows too many lives is about to be solved–with repercussions no one can predict.

 

 

PRAISE

"A flat-out page turner. . .reminiscent of the early Sidney Sheldon."
—Cleveland Plain Dealer

“A multi-faceted charmer…”
—Publishers Weekly

“Suspense, mystery, history, romance — this book has it all.”
—The Best Reviews

“With significant side stories and the masterful way she balances tales of the past and present, she has penned a keeper.”
—Romantic Times BOOKreviews

AUTHOR'S NOTE

When I moved to Cleveland, Ohio in the late 1980s, I knew immediately that just like every other place I had lived, this one had its own unique story to tell. Unfortunately, that story eluded me. I loved the people I met, the Midwest’s matter of fact way of looking at the world, the “heavy on consonants” Eastern European names, the manic devotion to the city’s sports teams. Most of all I loved the way Cleveland was transforming itself. But still, I played cat and mouse with the novel waiting there, and the mouse was wily indeed.

Then one day I opened the newspaper to find a full page feature on Whiskey Island, a peninsula in Lake Erie, where Cleveland’s Irish had first settled after the potato famine. I was hooked immediately. I hadn’t found my story, it had found me.

Oddly enough, when I returned to Cleveland several years later to do a week of booksignings, I was in Brentano’s when a young man approached and handed me a CD. Dennis Carleton, a local musician, had just heard my interview on the local public radio station, and he’d driven across town to catch me at this, my final signing. The name of Dennis’s CD was Whiskey Island. Dennis had gotten his idea from that wonderful feature in the Cleveland Plain Dealer, too. I signed a book, and he signed the CD. I still listen to it and enjoy that coincidence.