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Christy Award finalist Liz Johnson has become well known as a contemporary romance author. She has written nearly a dozen novels, including the bestselling Christy Award finalist The Red Door Inn. In A Glitter of Gold, book 2 in the Georgia Coast Romance series, Johnson transports readers to the Deep South to tell the tale of partners hunting for a shipwreck who must trust each other—and themselves—to find the fortune they both desperately need.
Hoping to escape her shameful past, Anne Norris moves to Savannah, Georgia. She immerses herself in her pirate-tour venture, but business is waning. When she discovers evidence of a shipwreck off the coast of Tybee Island, she knows the treasure could save her business. She takes her findings to local museum director Carter Hale for confirmation. But she leaves after a disastrous first meeting, afraid that he will bring media and mayhem into her life and make public a past that she would rather keep hidden.
Carter believes Anne’s discovery could be the key to uncovering a shipwreck described in an eighteenth-century diary that’s been in his family for generations. Finding the shipwreck would open up new career opportunities for him. But convincing Anne to help him solve the 250-year-old mystery of Savannah’s past isn’t easy.
It will take everything they have—and every secret they’ve tried to hide—in order to find the lost ship, uncover the truth, save their reputations, and discover the greatest treasure of all . . . love.
When I was a kid, my aunt made a deal with my brother, sister, and I. The summer after we each turned ten years old, we could visit her in Colorado and spend a whole week doing whatever we wanted. I spent two summers hearing about the adventures my brother and sister had, but as the youngest, I had to wait. It wasn’t easy, but somehow it made it sweeter when my turn finally arrived. No parents. No annoying older siblings. Just me and my aunt and uncle.
That week we went whitewater rafting, something I didn’t know much about. But when my aunt suggested it, I thought it sounded fun—and it was! A few days later, my aunt took me shopping. I think we went to Target, but I know I rocked the floral print jean shorts, matching blue shirt, and bright white sneakers we bought. I probably wore that outfit three times that week because it was the coolest outfit I’d ever owned. I’m sure I wore it to dinner at Casa Bonita—a Denver favorite, not for its food but its indoor cliff divers and neon glow sticks. What can I say? It was 1991.
We filled every day of that week with fun and adventure, but what I remember most about that trip was the way my aunt made me feel so special, so worthy of her time and attention. She’s still this way, still lavishing attention and care on me in ways that feed my soul. I’m so grateful for the way she invested in me and hope I can love on my nieces and nephews the same way. It’s true what Maya Angelou said: People will never forget how you made them feel.