Is anyone else excited Lacy releases tomorrow? (Wave those hands in the air!)
I’m all kinds of giddy about it. I can’t wait for you all to be able to read Lacy and Grant’s story.
Today, I want you to meet them (or at least the visuals I used to develop their characters).
Lacy grew up on the Umatilla Indian Reservation, located just outside of Pendleton.
Her mother (a sister to Lacy’s favorite Uncle Charlie) insisted her four children attend the school on the reservation and embrace assimilation. Due to her progressive thinking, Lacy is educated, well-mannered, graceful and smart.
When I was searching for a “face” for Lacy, I looked at Native American actresses and found Tonantzin Carmelo.
I also turned to two photos I found from the Lee Moorhouse collection.
“This was so nice. Thank you for thinking of it.” Lacy handed him back the jar and looked around. “It’s good to get out of town and enjoy this mild weather.”
“I’ve heard we’re supposed to get a rain storm, but the clear sky overhead says otherwise.”
“You never know.” Lacy rose to her feet and stared at the sky, streaked with brilliant color. She and Grant needed to head back to town soon or they’d wind up riding home in the dark. Not that she minded, but she wasn’t familiar with the trail and that made her a little nervous.
Warmth from Grant’s presence settled around her. He rested a hand on her shoulder as he stood behind her. Long and slow, she breathed in his scent, letting it envelope her senses while her insides turned molten.
The next time she saw Ruth or Rose, she’d have to ask if this was how it felt to be in love. To possess a sensation of being light and airy while simultaneously feeling heavy-limbed and weak.
In all her years, Lacy had never experienced anything like it. Regardless of the foreignness of her feelings, she wanted to feel more, to experience more, to know more about the wonder of loving Grant.
Filled with longings, most of which she couldn’t name, she leaned back against him, into his strength. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against his chest, resting his chin on her head. They stared at the vibrant pink, orange, and gold tones coloring the evening sky.
Time stood still as they remained close and quiet until Grant expelled a heavy sigh. “Blast it all to…”
He spun Lacy around and held her so close against him, their hearts pounded in harmony.