Mozelle did not want to get married and, for certain, she did not want twelve children. She didn't even want one child. Mozelle dreamed of getting a good job, of buying herself a car, and of traveling across country a carefree woman---nobody and nothing hanging onto her skirt tail. That is until tall, dark, handsome Randell Tate, twenty-two years Mozelle's senior, showed up in church that fateful Sunday morning, winked at her and threw Mozelle's world off balance. She fell under Randell's spell and her once imagined dreams for her future were no more. Three months later they wed and Randell carried Mozelle across the threshold into The Great Depression. As one child became four Mozelle saw that Randell was not the man she thought she married. Against all odds, Mozelle set her sights on buying a piece of land and building a house to put a roof over their heads. To realize that dream, Mozelle was going to have to squirrel away her pennies and in the end, build her house with her own two hands---husband or not. l Abiding by her parents' teachings, Mozelle stays loyal and faithful in her marriage to Randell, although Randell holds no vow sacred. The hard bed that Mozelle's father had warned that she had made for herself by marrying Randell, became less and less comfortable to sleep in, but Mozelle found comfort in turning to the Lord to see her through the storm. Mozelle is every woman who squares her shoulders and vows to rise above a bad marriage and the excruciating poverty that binds her. Blessed with true grit and a strong backbone, Mozelle stands her ground and sways with the breeze of disappointment and the winds of deprivation. Mozelle's determination and her unshakeable faith in God, like the supple branches of the weeping willow tree are strong and unbreakable, thereby proving that Weeping Willows Dance.

    It suggests how we might interact with aliens and answers many questions the readers had after reading Millennial Hospitality.

    The teasing tongues of his leather whip. The black lace blindfold. And that mysterious, provocative little wooden table. These all mean just one thing for April. The game is on. Liam is opening a whole new world of thrills for April. It’s only a matter of time before she’s close enough to seize her revenge. But when she catches a glimpse of the “real” Liam, her resolve falters. Despite his dark past, the more she learns about him, the more he begins to consume her thoughts. And when a familiar face unexpectedly comes to town, the whole house of cards threatens to topple over. This book is intended for mature audiences.