Forever and Always by Carolyn Faulkner
Catherine Rutherford was a success - a self- made woman from the ground up, she'd had to fight hard for everything she had with only herself to rely on. But she had it all - a great job, a house, friends, a fiancé . . . well, perhaps not so much in the fiancé area. Glen was not quite what she'd hoped for in a man. He was nice enough - smart and funny and damned good in bed - but also indecisive and passive and quite happy to let her take care of him. She'd always yearned for something . . . more - much more, and much less politically correct.
Enter Mrs. Euphemia Jenkins, who ran a kind of curiosity shop that was full of just the kinds of things that had always attracted Cathy almost helplessly - that was, almost anything from the fifties.
And Euphemia was in the habit of giving the people - the ones that she felt deserved it - what they wanted most.
That was how a modern, twenty-first century woman found herself on the floor of a bridal salon in the year nineteen-fifty-six, in the arms of a man who looked very much like her fiancé, but was tantalizingly different - confident, attentive, loving - and dominant with a capital D.
And as she tries to come to grips with where she was and even tries to create a way to get back, Cathy finds herself falling for a man she believes isn't hers to love.
Catherine Rutherford was a success - a self- made woman from the ground up, she'd had to fight hard for everything she had with only herself to rely on. But she had it all - a great job, a house, friends, a fiancé . . . well, perhaps not so much in the fiancé area. Glen was not quite what she'd hoped for in a man. He was nice enough - smart and funny and damned good in bed - but also indecisive and passive and quite happy to let her take care of him. She'd always yearned for something . . . more - much more, and much less politically correct.
Enter Mrs. Euphemia Jenkins, who ran a kind of curiosity shop that was full of just the kinds of things that had always attracted Cathy almost helplessly - that was, almost anything from the fifties.
And Euphemia was in the habit of giving the people - the ones that she felt deserved it - what they wanted most.
That was how a modern, twenty-first century woman found herself on the floor of a bridal salon in the year nineteen-fifty-six, in the arms of a man who looked very much like her fiancé, but was tantalizingly different - confident, attentive, loving - and dominant with a capital D.
And as she tries to come to grips with where she was and even tries to create a way to get back, Cathy finds herself falling for a man she believes isn't hers to love.
Catherine Rutherford was a success - a self- made woman from the ground up, she'd had to fight hard for everything she had with only herself to rely on. But she had it all - a great job, a house, friends, a fiancé . . . well, perhaps not so much in the fiancé area. Glen was not quite what she'd hoped for in a man. He was nice enough - smart and funny and damned good in bed - but also indecisive and passive and quite happy to let her take care of him. She'd always yearned for something . . . more - much more, and much less politically correct.
Enter Mrs. Euphemia Jenkins, who ran a kind of curiosity shop that was full of just the kinds of things that had always attracted Cathy almost helplessly - that was, almost anything from the fifties.
And Euphemia was in the habit of giving the people - the ones that she felt deserved it - what they wanted most.
That was how a modern, twenty-first century woman found herself on the floor of a bridal salon in the year nineteen-fifty-six, in the arms of a man who looked very much like her fiancé, but was tantalizingly different - confident, attentive, loving - and dominant with a capital D.
And as she tries to come to grips with where she was and even tries to create a way to get back, Cathy finds herself falling for a man she believes isn't hers to love.
