My sisters and I are close in age—one is two years younger, and the other five—and the age difference disappeared once we became adults. However, I must admit, I am still the bossy older sister. Since they’re both taller than I am, I don’t think I intimidate them much, though.
We’ve done some really cool things together, and I think it’s the sort of things that besties do. First and foremost, we’re there for each other for the happiest of times, and the toughest of times. We offer a shoulder to cry on, a hug when things are rough, and a high-five and girl’s night out on the town to celebrate the great stuff.
There’s something about the support of sisters, too. An unconscious connection. My sisters are both runners, and talked me into trying it out. Before long, we were running races together. My youngest sister always won—she’s speedy. I take full credit for her speed because I think I taught her to be fast by chasing her when we were little.
Then it was my turn to try a marathon. 26.2 miles and a goal of completing it in under four hours. My sister helped me train for months, jogging beside me for hours. When marathon weekend arrived, she got a babysitter for her little girl, traveled to Washington, DC, with me, spent the night in a hotel with me to ensure a good night’s rest before the big day, and then cheered me on from different spots along the route. She met me at the finish line with a big smile and a water bottle.
This, I’m guessing, is what best friends do. Share in the journey of an accomplishment, and help celebrate the milestones and victory. Or cry along when things don’t go as planned.
In my debut novel, my heroine, Brooke, heads to Florida to spend time with her best friend, Linda. Two years earlier, Brooke lost most of her leg in an accident, and Linda helped push Brooke through the pain and recovery. After a boat explosion in Florida leaves Linda injured, Brooke cancels all of her plans to be by Linda’s side, and find out who was behind the explosion. Of course, since this is romance, there’s a good-looking policeman involved in the situation, too.
That’s what friends are for, right? They’re by your side at the best of times, but more importantly, they’re by your side at the worst of times too. I’d love to hear about your best friend, or what you think is the best part of having friends. One lucky commenter will win an Ebook copy of my new romantic suspense, Beneath the Surface.
Brooke Richards survived the earthquake that took her parents and most of her leg, but she needs time to regroup. A trip to Florida for a state-of-the art prosthesis and to visit her best friend Linda seems ideal. But the trip turns traumatic when Brooke witnesses Linda’s boat disintegrating in a fiery explosion.
Police Officer Garrett Ciavello believes the blast was intentionally set to hide something Linda found on a dive. When Brooke offers her expertise in underwater archaeology, Garrett accepts her help with the investigation. But since his fiancée’s death years ago, Garrett has become overprotective, and as they are drawn to each other, Garrett realizes he will risk anything to keep Brooke safe.
Brooke is fiercely independent. Garrett is fiercely protective. Will they heal each other’s wounds and find a killer…before it’s too late?
Over the years, Joya has taught arts and crafts, worked in public relations, owned a daycare center, helped her children raise prize-winning 4-H livestock, competed in three marathons, and even spent a year as a Baltimore Colts cheerleader. Joya loves spending time with her high school sweetheart/husband of over twenty years, two very supportive children, and a pug who follows her everywhere.
Find her online at www.JoyaFields.com