The Archer House

A real estate mogul who lost everything. A return to the Florida Keys. Her first love and all the problems she left behind twenty-five years ago—await her.

Holly Archer’s husband ruined her life. While they made their fortune in Miami real estate, he took a mistress and managed to make enough illegal dealings to absolutely destroy them forever. Now, Holly’s lost her real estate license, her house, her husband, her friends, and her life.

But Islamorada calls. It’s a sunny, white-sand strip of life and love and sun in the Florida Keys, where she grew up with her three siblings, Randy, Rina, and Amy—all of whom she’s lost touch with over the past twenty-five years.

Now, two years after the death of their father, the Archer House, the Inn where the four of them grew up, is dilapidated and has a financial bleed that she can’t put her finger on; their mother has fallen into an intense depression and Holly finds a place where someone in the world actually needs her help. It’s also a good place to hide in the wake of what her husband did, a place to pretend her life didn’t crumble into nothing.

But patching up the Archer family won’t be easy. Her brother, Randy, is the only sibling who remains in the Keys, and his love for alcohol keeps him isolated and unwilling to help out. Their other sisters hardly answer the phone. Even as Holly digs in her heels, she creates conflict between herself and her own children, the people she loves the most.

All the while, her old high school boyfriend is a mainstay on the island. He’s a cop and, as news of Holly’s husband’s illegal dealings surface in Miami, perhaps he’s one of the only people she can trust in the world.

Secrets unravel in this first installment in the Archer Family Series.

Lose yourself in this new women's fiction series that revolves around friendship, love and loss among the Archer Clan. A heartwarming family saga that has the backdrop of the Florida Keys white sand and crystal blue waters.

Chapter One

"Watch out, coming through!" A deep, booming voice almost gave Holly a heart attack. She had enough time to jump back to avoid getting run over by the two large men who carried a wooden dresser down the hallway. Their muscles bulged beneath their tight T-shirts, and Holly thanked God she'd had the sense to hire people to do the heavy lifting for her. No way would she have ever been able to move that dresser on her own.
It wasn't the heavy furniture the crew was hauling away, though. All around her were men and a few women packing boxes and carrying them out of the house. Her heart ached each time a box was carried through the large double doors at the front of the house. She had lived here for the past twenty years, and now it was all coming to a close. The final chapter in this part of her life was coming to an official end, and the thought tugged at her heartstrings.
Holly steadied herself against the banister, looking down at the workers as they busied themselves packing and moving her things. Not everything was going, of course. Will's stuff would remain behind. But even with that, the place looked empty. Mementos from their various trips together over the years were already packed into boxes and loaded onto the moving truck. Photos that had hung on the walls for years were gone, leaving unfaded squares of paint in their places.
It should have given her relief, severing this part of her life like a rotting limb from a tree. But instead, it made her heart break more and more with each passing moment. This wasn't just a single branch of her life she was trimming away; it was more like chopping down the entire tree right at the base.
Holly squeezed her eyes shut. In and out, she told herself, focusing on her breathing and trying to push everything else out of her mind. But no matter how many times she repeated the words, she couldn't quite block out the hustle and bustle going on all around her.
She decided she needed some space. It was too painful to stand around the house and watch her life be boxed up and carted away by strangers.
Without saying a word to anyone, she made her way downstairs and through the expansive home. It had never seemed this big before, but whether she had failed to notice or the lack of belongings just made it seem larger than it was, Holly couldn't help but feel like the place was preparing to swallow her whole.
Her car was parked right out front and thankfully not blocked in by the moving trucks. Before she knew it, she was headed down the highway away from the place she had called home for so long. It wasn't until she pulled into her parking spot at the office that she realized where she'd headed.
She'd driven on autopilot in a haze, not stopping to think. She had wanted to get away from the house and the chaos and memories threatening to overwhelm her. Not that the office would be much better, she thought as she watched a muscular man step out of the front door carrying a large box.
Wanting to be efficient and also to rip the Band-Aid off right away, she had scheduled the movers not to only pack up and haul away the stuff at the house but to also do the same at her office—her former office, that is. Just like the house, the business she had devoted most of her adult life to would be left to her now ex-husband, Will.
With a sigh, she killed the car's engine. Sitting in the vehicle staring at the building wasn't going to make things any easier. Nor was turning around and going back to the house. If she was honest, she wasn't sure where else she could go. Those two places had been her life for so long that she had pretty much forgotten how to live without them.

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