Jane

<p><strong>Her name was Jane Deriksson and I was in love with her.</strong></p><p></p><p>She was my girlfriend's mother and I had just turned nineteen.</p><p></p><p>That's the end of my story.</p><p></p><p>It was summer 1967 in New Jersey at a place called Long Beach Island. I had just graduated from high school and accompanied my father back East to visit his two sisters Clair and Isobel.</p><p></p><p>That's the beginning. But there's a lot in the middle.</p><p></p><p>JANE will especially attract readers interested in stories that sizzle with self-inspection...<span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(31 31 31 1)>-</span>MIDWEST BOOK REVIEW</p>