My Red Boots

By Rosemary Hamilton

While written for young people, this book should appeal to all ages. The story is about a young professional woman who lives in a small urban community in Cleveland, Ohio. She has forgotten her past, but its hidden dramas are reaching a boiling point. This book expresses the value of love and support from family and friends, and most of all, the importance of having the determination to dig into the past.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jun 4, 2014
• ISBN: 9781496916297

Rosemary Hamilton

I am very happy to introduce myself to you. I am the mother of two wonderful children with four lovely grandchildren. I was recently certified to be a New York elementary school teacher and have a great love for teaching. It gives me great pleasure to write stories that I hope will entertain you. So sit back, pick up one of my books, and devour every word with excitement!

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This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, names, incidents, organizations, and dialogue in this novel are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

© 2014 Rosemary Hamilton. All rights reserved.

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Published by AuthorHouse 06/02/2014

ISBN: 978-1-4969-1630-3 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4969-1628-0 (hc)

ISBN: 978-1-4969-1629-7 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2014909898

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Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter One

The Wedding Day

Susie rummaged through her bedroom closet, searching for her black pump shoes to wear at her sister’s wedding. For Susie, this was more difficult than trying on the dresses to see what would look right for this special day. Finally, she located the pumps sitting on top of another shoebox far back in the closet. They were right next to a pair of tall red boots also stuffed in the back. Susie was surprised to find the pumps in her closet at all. She had originally thought they were in the basement in a sealed box but hadn’t been able to find it when she looked there.

Susie grabbed the pumps as she rushed out the front door. But as soon as she sat down in her car, she wondered,How in the world did my pumps get in the bedroom closet near my red boots? Susie’s brain was working on overdrive trying to solve the mystery, because she had no recollection whatsoever of bringing the pumps up from the basement and putting them in the closet. Susie sighed. Then there were the red boots. She hadn’t thought about those boots in years and had hoped that by stashing them in the back of her closet she could erase the memories that haunted her. Feeling uneasy, Susie started the car and pulled out of the driveway.

When Susie arrived at the wedding, her mother greeted her, looking frantic. Your sister has been waiting for you! Where have you been, Susie? she demanded. The wedding is starting in twenty minutes!

Susie looked at her watch and realized that two hours and forty minutes had passed since she left her house. The drive to the wedding should only have taken thirty minutes. What was I doing for over two hours and where was I? Susie thought desperately. The last thing she remembered was pulling out of her driveway. She looked at her mother with a dazed expression and walked away feeling ashamed. Susie’s mother followed behind her and demanded an answer that Susie couldn’t give. Tears welled up in Susie’s eyes,