Excerpt:

Madelene Quaid had a secret.  She had kept it for fifty years, but she could keep it no longer.  Today she would tell her daughters the truth.  As she gazed at the goldenrod shining in the sun and bend in the summer's breeze, she wondered whether she could pinpoint the when her life had begun to tarnish.  Was it the day she met him?  The day she married him?  Or that other day?  She would never forget that day, for it had hung on her soul like heavy chains for the last fifty years.
Garvin was everything a preacher's daughter shouldn't want. But they had dated anyway. Madelene shook her head in shame as she remembered.  "Don't leave me," he'd said to her as he stroked her chin.  After that, her actions led to the secret that had haunted he ever since.