
**From the jacket** The long corridors of Windtop echoed with emptiness. No one else was supposed to be out there in the dark. Yet when Hollis stepped into the hall, she could hear the voice singing eerily: Let the rain fall sweetly. Only one man could sing her "rainsong" in exactly that way-a song Hollis had written especially for her husband, Ricky Sands, the famous popular singer. But Ricky had killed himself months ago in New York, so who could want to torment her in so frightening a manner? The setting is the former whaling town of Cold Spring Harbor, on Long Island's North Shore, a quiet and picturesque town in its present-day setting. Surely a place for Hollis to escape the notoriety surrounding Ricky's death. Or so she thinks. But there are those who are not telling everything thing they know about Ricky. Among them, Alan Gordon, who has rescued her from press and cameras, and brought her to this country home of the once-distinguished pianist Geneva Ames, a woman with secrets of her own to conceal. The story unfolds through the actions of these and other characters whom Phyllis Whitney depicts so well, involving her readers in tantalizing events, as Hollis finds new creativity in her song writing and a new chance for love in her life.

3 September 1903 – 8 February 2008
Phyllis Ayame Whitney was born in Yokohama, Japan, the daughter of American parents, and spent her early years in Asia. She began writing early in her teens. In 1918, upon the death of her father, she travelled with her mother to Berkeley, California, and then to San Antonio, Texas. A few years later her mother died, and she moved to Chicago to live with her aunt. After graduating from high school, she began to write seriously, and began to sell her stories to newspapers and pulp magazines while supporting herself by working for The Chicago Public Library and bookstores in Chicago. She married her first husband in 1934. During the 1940s she was a children's book editor for both the Chicago S…
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