Chapters (40)
- TITLE PAGE
- COPYRIGHT PAGE
- CONTENTS
- PROLOGUE RUTH
- CHAPTER ONE IVY
- CHAPTER TWO IVY
- CHAPTER THREE IVY
- CHAPTER FOUR RUTH
- CHAPTER FIVE IVY
- CHAPTER SIX IVY
- CHAPTER SEVEN RUTH
- CHAPTER EIGHT IVY
- CHAPTER NINE RUTH
- CHAPTER TEN IVY
- CHAPTER ELEVEN IVY
- CHAPTER TWELVE ANN
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN RUTH
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN IVY
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN IVY
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN DANI
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN CARLOTTA
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN RUTH
- CHAPTER NINETEEN RUTH
- CHAPTER TWENTY IVY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE IVY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO IVY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE IVY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR RUTH
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE RUTH
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX CARLOTTA
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN IVY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT IVY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE IVY
- CHAPTER THIRTY EDNA
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE IVY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO IVY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE RUTH
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR IVY
- EPILOGUE IVY
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,” Carlotta said. Her voice was clear and bright and silenced the remaining chatter. She wasn’t the kind of woman anyone ignored. Men liked the look of her, and a part of all the women wondered how different their lives would be if only they were her.
A smile tugged at the edges of Carlotta’s lips, as if she knew a naughty secret no one else did. She lowered her hand to her side, and she began to snap her fingers as her hips gently rocked to an orchestra only she could hear.
Billie Holiday’s “It Had to Be You” glided easily over her lips.
Many in the crowd clapped, each recognizing the song.
She looked left, then right, her grin widening before she began to sing.
Her voice was as smooth as the ocean on a windless day and effortlessly slid over the notes. She began to clap, encouraging the audience to follow along. The men remained entranced, and the women who’d initially looked a bit green eyed started smiling.
Ruth glanced over at a grinning Talley. “She’s amazing.”
“She’s right out of a storybook,” Talley said.
Mama had been so certain that Ruth’s figure would bloom and blossom, suggesting that one day she would be more exciting than the mainland girls. As she watched Carlotta sing, a kernel of knowing sprouted in her belly. Was her mama trying to tell her something?
Ruth often searched for pieces of herself in other women. A crooked smile, a mannerism, even a talent for drawing. But now as she ran her tongue again over her crooked tooth, her heart scurried into her throat. It sure made sense that a woman working and traveling on a showboat wouldn’t have time for a little bitty baby.
This wasn’t the first time she’d ever wondered if a guest could be the woman who’d arrived in a storm, given birth to her alone in Bungalow 28, wrapped her in pink flannel, and then vanished.
But this was the first time that little voice inside her said Miss Carlotta DiSalvo had to be her real mama.
CHAPTER TEN IVY
CHAPTER TEN
IVY
Thursday, January 20, 2022, 3:45 p.m.
By the early afternoon, Ivy had cabin fever. She had tended to Libby and the pups, cleaned out the closet in her old bedroom, and carried a dozen stackable end tables, four PLEASE WAIT TO BE SEATED signs, and six beach landscapes bordered in tarnished gold frames to the curb. She taped a new FREE sign on them and hoped it would bring magic her way.