Eye of the Storm - Saját képpel

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Ismertető / Description: In the wake of a terrible loss, Rain is left alone to bear the Hudson family secreets -- as dark and forbidding as storm clouds on the horizon...

After the death of her beloved Grandmother Hudson, Rain found herself caught in a battle for the vast Hudson family wealth. Marked to inherit millions, Rain faced the fury of her unaccepting mother, her manipulative stepfather, and her cold, vicious Aunt Victoria. But no amount of money can keep Rain's world from crashing down when sudden tragedy strikes.

Left helpless after a devastating blow, Rain sinks into despair as her precious dreams are washed away?dreams that cannot be bought with the Hudson fortune. Her only hope for rebuilding her life rests in trusting a stranger who has come into her world -- a man whose generosity and kindness does not appear to come with strings attached, much to Rain's amazement. But just as she opens her heart to a promising new future, her past comes back to haunt her -- and Rain is pulled into a furious whirlpool of bitterness and heartache.- További ismertető / More Description: "Belelapozás".

------------------ "So here I am, Grandmother," I said to her headstone. "Right where you put me. I know you had your reasons for this. You know they all hate me because of what you have given me. Was it meant to be some sort of test?" The wind grew more brisk. Clouds looked like they were galloping across the sky. I zipped up my jacket further. "Maybe I should just do what they want, take their compromise money and go. I could return to England and never come back here, just like my real father. None of them would miss me, and to tell you the truth I don't believe I'd miss any of them. Somehow I don't think that's what you'd like, but what am I to accomplish here, Grandma? What can I do that you haven't already done?" I knelt and put my hands on the earth that covered her coffin, and then I closed my eyes and pictured her standing there in that doorway the day I had left for England. She didn't want to go to the airport with me. She said she hated good-byes, but she allowed me to hug her. I could see the hope in her eyes. I had come to be with her to take back my name, a name denied me as soon as I was born. "Don't let them take it away again, Rain," I could hear her whisper in the wind. "No matter what they do or say, don't let them take your name." Maybe that was the answer, the only answer. Maybe that was the reason to stay.