Thursday, May 23, 2013

Spirit of the Revolution

Today's special guest is Debbie Peterson. Debbie has always had a soft spot for fairy tales, the joy of falling in love, and happily ever after endings. Stories of love and make believe filled her head for as long as she can remember. However, it was her beloved husband who encouraged, cajoled and inspired her to take up a pen and write some of them down.

Her journey to published author could fill quite a few pages, but in June of 2010, she submitted her debut novel, Spirit of the Rebellion to her wonderful, patient editor at The Wild Rose Press. A few short months after Rebellion’s release, her second novel, Shadow of the Witte Wieven was published through InkSpell Publishing. Her third novel, Spirit of the Revolution will be released May 31, 2013, through The Wild Rose Press.

When she’s not busy conjuring her latest novel, Debbie spends time with the members of her very large family. She also pursues her interests in family history, mythology, and all things ancient and historic.


ABOUT THE BOOK

Only divine intervention could have guided Jolena Leigh Michaelsson to the doorstep of a ramshackle manor in Pennsylvania, bringing her face-to-face with the man she has waited her whole life to find. There is just one problem. Mathias McGregor died two centuries ago…

Mathias, Revolutionary War ranger and spy, battles his conscience and his heart when he finds himself falling for the beautiful violinist invading his home. Jolena is mortal and deserves far more than what he as a spirit can offer her.

When Jolena’s family motto leads them to unearth a valuable coded message—the very message Mathias died trying to deliver to General Washington—Jolena vows to unravel the mystery surrounding the cryptic document. But someone else wants the message, and he’ll stop at nothing to get it, not even murder.

Divine intervention brought them together—will it also allow them to find forever?



AN EXCERPT

“I’ll call the exterminator, post haste, I promise. I love you and I’ll talk to you later. Bye for now.” Jo still wore a smile as she hung up the phone.

“You needn’t call anyone. There’s no vermin in the house.”

Jo looked up, yet remained quite still while her hand rested atop the phone. She couldn’t possibly have imagined the voice. Not this time. But where in the world did it come from? Once again, her gaze meandered around the room.

Just take a moment and think about the unexplained incidents you have observed. What about the celebration taking place in the parlor? You did witness part of that celebration, did you not? the voice inside her head whispered.

Flashes of memory swirled through her mind and she dismissed them at once. Perhaps she ate something disagreeable that night and it culminated in a most peculiar dream.

There’s more to consider, what about the dog—



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Wednesday, May 22, 2013

The Cracked Slipper

Today's special guest is Stephanie Alexander. Stephanie grew up in the suburbs of Washington, DC, the oldest of three children. Drawing, writing stories, and harassing her parents for a pony consumed much of her childhood. After graduating from high school in 1995 she earned a Bachelor of Arts in Communications from the College of Charleston, South Carolina. She returned to Washington, DC, where she followed a long-time fascination with sociopolitical structures and women’s issues to a Master of Arts in Sociology from the American University. She spent several years as a Policy Associate at the International Center for Research on Women, a think-tank focused on women’s health and economic advancement.

Stephanie embraced full-time motherhood after the birth of the first of her three children in 2003. After six wonderful years buried in diapers and picture books she returned to her childhood passion and wrote her own fairytale. Her family put down permanent southern roots in Charleston in 2011. Stephanie is an adjunct professor of Sociology at the College of Charleston.


ABOUT THE BOOK

When Eleanor Brice unexpectedly wins the heart of Gregory Desmarais, Crown Prince of Cartheigh, she's sure she's found her happily-ever-after. Unfortunately, Prince Charming has a loose grip on his temper, a looser grip on his marriage vows, and a tight grip on the bottle.

Eight years of mistreatment, isolation and clandestine book learning hardly prepare Eleanor for life at Eclatant Palace, where women are seen, not heard. According to Eleanor's eavesdropping parrot, no one at court appreciates her unladylike tendency to voice her opinion. To make matter worse, her royal fiancé spends his last night of bachelorhood on a drunken whoring spree. Before the ink dries on her marriage proclamation Eleanor realizes that she loves her husband's best friend, former soldier Dorian Finley.

Eleanor can't resist Dorian's honesty, or his unusual admiration for her intelligence, and soon both are caught in a dangerous obsession. She drowns her confusion in charitable endeavors, but the people's love can't protect her from her feelings. When a magical crime endangers the bond between unicorns, dragons, and the royal family, a falsely accused Eleanor must clear her own name to save her life. The road toward vindication will force a choice between hard-won security and an impossible love.

The Cracked Slipper is a book club friendly fairytale retelling in the vein of Gregory Maguire, with a dash of romance. Set in a pseudo-renaissance, corset-and-petticoats enchanted kingdom, The Cracked Slipper brings a magical twist to women's fiction.

AN EXCERPT

Their host, Sir Robert Smithwick, rose and gave a toast to the health of his nephew. Other speeches followed, each more suggestive than the next. She laughed out loud when Dorian subtly mocked Brian’s inability to hold his liquor. Gregory spoke last, and gave a surprisingly thoughtful salute to his cousin. She patted his arm when he sat, and he gave her a tentative smile.

As everyone returned to their venison and cliff shrimp Eleanor's stepmother tapped her goblet. Mother Imogene rose and lifted the cup. “I must ask you to pause for just one more moment,” she said. “I have another announcement.”

“My darling,” she said to Sylvia. “We’ve all so enjoyed your hospitality this summer. But now my daughter must remember herself, and rest, for with the winter will arrive a future duke! Our dear Sylvia is expecting!”

The guests applauded, congratulating Imogene and Sylvia. Sylvia gazed demurely in her lap, as if embarrassed by the association with procreation. As for the expectant father, he was nowhere to be seen. His wife’s entertaining had proved too much for him, and the duke returned to Harveston for some peace.

Eleanor glanced down the table. Anne Iris retched into her cup, but it was Dorian’s calm face that inspired her. She stood and the room quieted. “My dear sister,” she said. “Let me extend my good wishes.”

Sylvia’s simpering went rigid.

“I will say, Sylvia always had a flair for the dramatic when we were children. Who knew you would entertain so many with your widely varied talents? While I have recently been ill, I’ve heard you neglect no one, from the loftiest lord to the most common stable hand. We are so fortunate there is one among us who gives so generously of herself to others. It’s no wonder His Grace, your husband, took his leave. It must be difficult to share you with so many.”

Imogene’s eyes bulged and her nostrils flared, while Sylvia gave an uncertain twitter. Eleanor looked at Dorian again. He winked.

“So I salute you, Your Grace,” she said.“May your child look just like you. Just as lovely.”

The guests applauded, all the while hiding their smirks and chuckles in their goblets and napkins. Eleanor sat down. This time Gregory touched her arm. “Well played,” he said.


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Monday, May 20, 2013

Highlander's Hope

Today's special guest is Collette Cameron. A life-long Oregonian, Collette was born and raised in a small town along the northern Oregon coast. Today she makes her home in a rural community, 30 minutes west of Portland. Her Victorian farmhouse sits on a one-acre certified wildlife habit, interspersed with a plethora of gardens: English, rose, butterfly, rock, water, and of course, vegetable.

A voracious reader of romance since her teens, she even named her daughter after a heroine in her favorite romance novel. An enthusiast of times gone by, and anything related to romance, she writes Historical Romance, with a dash of inspiration, a pinch of humor, and a liberal portion of suspense.

Having dabbled in interior decorating in her youth, Collette returned to school, graduating summa cum laude from Oregon State University, and going on to obtain her Master's Degree in Teaching. She is member of Romance Writers of America, Rose City Romance Writers, The Beau Monde, and Love Faith and Hope, Inc.

Some of Collette's favorite things include unique blends of coffees and teas, trivia, Cadbury Milk Chocolate, inspirational quotes, and scented candles. Her Christian faith, husband, three adult children, and five miniature dachshunds round out her life quite nicely! When she's not teaching or writing, she enjoys amateur photography, bird watching, gardening, interior decorating, rock-hunting, boating or fishing on the Columbia River, and reading.


AN INTERVIEW WITH THE AUTHOR

Thank you for joining us at Book 'Em North Carolina today, Collette!

Thanks you so much for hosting me today!

What draws you to the setting of the United Kingdom and the Highlands in your book?

Perhaps it’s because I’ve visited the United Kingdom, or maybe it’s my Scottish ancestry…I’ve always adored anything related to the Georgian, Regency, and Victorian eras as well as historicals set in the highlands.

To me there’s something intrinsically romantic about England and Scotland. I can tap into the history, culture, and customs of the early 1800s as if they occurred yesterday. The Regency era was tumultuous, as was Scotland history around that same period. It was a time of tremendous transition and change, and the historian and idealist in me finds that very appealing.

Romance has grown to encompass everything from leaving the reader at the bedroom door to erotica. How would you describe your style, and how did you determine how far to go in your romantic scenes?

Regency is typically sweet … Highlander’s not so much.  Highlander’s Hope” is mildly sensual (My auntie wouldn’t agree!). I have compared the heat level to a zesty salsa with jalapeños. There’s a bit of zip to enhance the reading experience and make it exciting, but it’s not as bland as a green pepper (sweet) or as hot as a habanera (erotica).

Originally, there were several more intimate scenes, and they were more explicit then those in the final version. With an eye geared toward the typical Regency era reader, I toned down the heat level. I know there are those that would argue that to be a true Regency, everything should be left at the bedroom door, but a traditional Regency typically only takes place in England too.

With half the story playing out in Scotland, I allowed myself a bit of leeway and upgraded the sensuality.

I love the cover of your book. Do you have any input as to the cover design, or does your publisher handle all those details and surprise you?

I love the cover too!

I completed a cover-art form that allowed me to make suggestions about what I would like to see on the cover and what I didn’t want to see on it. I wanted a castle if possible, and I wanted something royal or cobalt blue because my branding is Blue Rose Romance. I also was a stickler that the cover models had to look like my characters.

They absolutely do!

I give all the credit to my cover designer for so closely matching the models to the character descriptions I gave her.

What advice would you give to new authors?

Create your best possible story. If you don’t have critique partners, get some. Educate yourself about the industry. Read books on writing craft, and attend workshops and classes. Learn the jargon. Brush up on your grammar and convention skills.

Learn to glean what you can to strengthen your craft from all of the above, but don’t feel like you have to mold yourself into a cookie-cutter writer.  Sure, you need to know what publishers are looking for in your genre (Do some reading!) but keep your voice your own.

There are a myriad of writing and author groups on social media. Connect with some of them. You’ll be amazed at how much you learn.


What's next for you?

I just contracted the second book in this trilogy, “The Viscount’s Vow” and I’m working on the final book, “The Earl’s Enticement.”

The Viscount’s Vow” is story about a half-Romani noblewoman and a viscount. Evangline Caruthers is the last woman in England Ian Hamilton could love—an immoral wanton responsible for his father’s and brother’s deaths. Vangie thinks Lord Warrick is a foul-tempered blackguard who deliberately set out to cause her downfall, and found himself snared in his own trap. 

The Earl’s Enticement” features Adaira (Addy) Ferguson, an outspoken Scottish aristocrat who cares more for horses than she does society’s conventions. She wears breeches, swears, and mistaking him for his blackguard brother, abducts Roark (Rory) Marquardt, The Earl of Clarendon. Both characters have secrets they’d rather stay in the past.

After the trilogy is done, I’ve a single title I want to write, and then a six book highland saga based on characters in my Blue Rose Trilogy.

Thanks again, for allowing be to be a guest today. This has been so fun!

 
ABOUT THE BOOK

Not a day has gone by that Ewan McTavish, the Viscount Sethwick, hasn't dreamed of the beauty he danced with two years ago. He's determined to win her heart and make her his own. Heiress, Yvette Stapleton, is certain of one thing; marriage is risky and, therefore, to be avoided. At first, she doesn't recognize the dangerously handsome man who rescues her from assailants on London's docks, but Lord Sethwick's passionate kisses soon have her reconsidering her cynical views on matrimony. On a mission to stop a War Office traitor, Ewan draws Yvette into deadly international intrigue. To protect her, he exploits Scottish law, declaring her his lawful wife—without benefit of a ceremony. Yvette is furious upon discovering the irregular marriage is legally binding, though she never said, "I do." Will Ewan's manipulation cost him her newfound love?   



AN EXCERPT

Ewan jolted awake. “Merde.”

He had fallen asleep with Yvette in his arms. Shooting a worried glance at the window, he recognized the first golden blush of daybreak sweeping across the hazy sky.

Sucking in a strangled breath, he grasped the inexperienced hand fondling him. Blast it. The towel had come loose while he slept, of course.

“Yvette,” he whispered as she showered kisses across his bare chest and neck. Grasping her roaming hands, he ensnared her in his embrace, and raised his voice. “Yvette, wake up.”

He gave her a gentle shake. Dark lashes trembled, rising to reveal drowsy eyes. A smile lit her face when her gaze met his. She lifted her hand, caressing his face, her fingers lingering on his scar before she raised herself up and kissed the mark. Caught up in the powerful spell, he almost forgot himself. He fought the urge to throw reason to the wind and kiss her with all the desire he was holding in check. “Yvette. . .”

Ewan knew the moment she awoke. He felt her stiffen in his arms and heard her small cry of shocked dismay. She pressed at his chest with both hands. He released her and watched her scramble across the bed. She stopped in the middle, facing him. Her hair swirled around her, settling in shimmering waves about her hips.

Dawn’s glow lit the room. He could see her expressions. Shock—followed by confusion, then complete horror as she realized the full scope of her situation.
 

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Thursday, May 16, 2013

Stardust Summer

Today's special guest is Lauren Clark. Lauren writes contemporary novels sprinkled with sunshine, suspense, and secrets. A former TV news anchor, Lauren adores flavored coffee, local book stores, and anywhere she can stick her toes in the sand. Her big loves are her family, paying it forward, and true-blue friends.

Lauren is a member of the Gulf Coast Writers Association, the Mobile Writers Guild, and a regular contributor to Parents & Kids Magazine's Mississippi Gulf Coast Edition. Check out her website at www.laurenclarkbooks.com.


ABOUT THE BOOK

Single mom Grace Mason doesn’t believe in miracles, magic, or love at first sight. She likes the quiet life, complete with her eight-year-old son, their tiny house, and her teaching job. For Grace, happiness means that nothing much ever changes in Ocean Springs, Mississippi.

Then, one thousand miles away, tragedy strikes. A massive heart attack leaves Grace’s estranged father comatose in an Upstate New York hospital. While a team of doctors fight to keep Henry Mason alive, Grace and Evan rush to his bedside to say their final goodbyes.

Henry’s passing brings little closure for Grace, but she finds herself inexplicably drawn to her new surroundings. What begins as a short trip results in an entire summer spent with Henry’s second wife, Kathleen, and her next-door neighbor, Ryan Gordon, the town doctor. When a series of unlikely events lead to Evan’s disappearance, Grace must face her worst fears to find her son and bring him back home.

Stardust Summer explores the complexities of forgiveness, what it means to be a family, and the fabulous possibility of falling in love—again.



AN EXCERPT

Kathleen hadn’t counted on the Sailfish being this difficult to manage. She had been on it a thousand times with Henry and chided herself for worrying.

Her husband had patiently shown her how to trim the huge sail and make the boat go faster. She remembered that letting out the rope allowed the Sailfish to slow down. Kathleen knew how to move the rudder, and when to pull up the centerboard.

But she never had asked—or didn't remember hearing—exactly what steps to take when stuck in the middle of the lake. By herself.

Kathleen, in her hurry to enjoy the morning solitude, hadn't thought to bring her cell phone. She didn't leave Grace a note. And, of course, by now, Dr. Ryan Gordon was long gone, driving into work, his mind squarely focused on the dozens of patients waiting for him at the office.

If Henry could see her, Kathleen thought, he was probably having a chuckle. She looked up at the few white puffs floating by against the blue and leaned her head against the steel mast. 

Kathleen scanned the horizon. It was daybreak. Lights were just starting to come on in houses dotting the shoreline. A few birds swooped down, nearby, in search of breakfast. They paid her no attention, darting and calling out to each other. Otherwise, the lake was empty. Even the Sheriff’s boat would have been a welcome sight at this point.

She considered her options. Kathleen could try to paddle back to her dock using the centerboard, which was awkward and unwieldy. She could try to swim back, as she had the life vest on, but she’d have to leave the boat. She could wait. Or, if it wasn't so early, she might try to yell or scream and attract some attention.

The latter, however, was out, she decided. She'd rather not completely lose her dignity. The talk in Penn Yan would be nothing but stories about the crazy woman who lost her husband, and a day later, tried to drown herself in the middle of Keuka Lake.

Paddle it was, Kathleen decided.

At least she was facing the right direction. Letting the rope go slack, she tugged at the slippery centerboard. It wouldn't budge. Kathleen set her jaw and tried again, readjusting her grip. With a small grunt, she yanked hard, finally freeing the centerboard.

The effort threw Kathleen off balance, and out of the corner of her eye, she watched the rope unfurl and slip into the water. A second too late, she grabbed for the thick, white strand, but felt the braided edges brush past her fingers.

Trying not to panic, Kathleen tucked the centerboard behind her, eased toward the edge of the Sailfish, and slid one leg into the water, trying to catch the rope with her toes.

No such luck. Kathleen slapped at the lake in disgust, causing droplets to spray her nose and mouth. With the back of one hand, she wiped at her face, trying not to cry.

How had she ever gotten herself in such a predicament?

Kathleen rubbed at the back of her neck and blinked away tears. She glanced around, hoping to see another sailboat or a swimmer. She saw no one, but noticed with increasing concern that the sky had grown dark. Thick clouds were rolling in from the South, covering what had been a perfectly blue horizon.

A few droplets of rain fell against her leg and spattered the boat.

Kathleen let out a tiny moan.


Gusts of wind now pushed persistently at the sail, rocking the Sailfish from side to side. Kathleen clung to the rails, unable to think. She shifted back, inching closer to the mast. When her tailbone hit something hard and cold, she jumped.

The splash, directly behind the boat, stopped her cold. With horror, Kathleen realized she had lost her only other means of saving herself. Holding her breath, she turned her head.

The centerboard was in the water, floating away. Damn!

Wind, causing the lake to whitecap, whipped at Kathleen's hair. The strands played on her cheeks and eyelashes, making it difficult to see. Before she could tuck them out of the way, a bigger gust took the sail and spun it.

There was an awful scraping sound, metal on metal.

All at once, the long, silver boom swung around, gathering speed, and hit the back of Kathleen’s neck. She winced in pain and grabbed at nothing, too late. The Sailfish tilted up, unsteadily, then back. Water washed over her legs and feet, pulling and dragging her away.

Kathleen plunged into the dark, cool lake. The last thing she remembered was watching the sail crash to the water next to her head.



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Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Lucid

Today's special guest is Natalie Roers, a veteran writer, voice artist, and on-air personality. A journalist by trade, Lucid is her first work of fiction. She is busy at work on her second novel and hopes to raise money and social awareness for worthy causes with each book she writes. Natalie plans to donate a portion of every sale of this book to her favorite anti-bullying organizations. She lives with her husband Cory, and son Austin, in Columbia, South Carolina.


ABOUT THE BOOK

Being hailed by critics as an intelligent new voice in young adult fiction, Roers' debut novel tells the anything but ordinary, coming of age story of a small town, teen aged, misfit named Travis Hunter.

Disfigured at birth and ostracized at school, Travis dreams of acceptance and secretly yearns for the affection of a beautiful young woman named Corrine. When a mysterious doctor promises to help Travis through something called lucid dreaming, Travis suddenly finds himself ushered into a secret society called "The Lucid", a collection of social outcasts like himself, who have created their own world inside of dreams.

When Travis discovers he is able to bring Corrine into these dreams, he gets more than he ever bargained for and soon finds himself learning the secrets of love and life in a fantastic unconscious world.

An instant classic, Lucid is a timeless story of self-acceptance with a fresh paranormal twist. 



AN EXCERPT

Corrine’s breathing quickened and she pushed against my chest to break the hold.

Not wanting to let go, I grabbed at her waist again, but she stopped me.

“What did you do that for?” I asked, my voice low and raspy. Even I couldn’t tell if I was asking why she kissed me or why she had stopped.

Corrine stepped back even further and looked down at her legs.  That’s when I saw it. The shin of her left leg was starting to fade.

“Travis, I don’t know you,” she said softly. “If this is real, though? If it’s really real, like you say it is? I want to meet you. Do you understand me? I want you to come and find me as soon as you wake up.”

The light around us changed. It was sunset. Amazing reds, golds, and purples, streaked across the sky.



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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

The Women of Valley View

Today's special guest is Sharon Srock. Sharon lives with her husband, Larry, and two dogs in Rural Oklahoma. She is a mother, grandmother, and Sunday School teacher. Sharon has one and three-quarters jobs and writes in her spare time. Her favorite hobby is traveling with her grandchildren. She is a member of the ACFW and currently serves as treasurer for her local chapter. Sharon’s debut novel, The Women of Valley View: Callie released in October 2012. The second in the series, The Women of Valley View: Terri released in April 2013.


IN THE AUTHOR'S OWN WORDS


The Women of Valley View and I are excited to be guest posting on the Book’em North Carolina blog this week.

I’d like to introduce you to Terri Hayes, female lead in The Women of Valley View: Terri.

To explore Terri’s development as a character, we have to go back to the first book in the series. When I began work on The Women of Valley View: Callie, the working title was Project Iris. I wasn’t planning a series of books, but wanted my story to appeal to a broad range of women readers. Callie, a medical office manager is in her fifties, Karla is in her early sixties and retired, Pam is forty, on her second marriage, and still raising her family, Terri is twenty nine in the first book, and it made since to make her the single one.

As Callie’s story developed, I needed the other characters to have skills that would help move the story along. For Terri’s character, that meant owning a daycare center. As a daycare owner she was under a certain legal obligation to object to Callie’s story solution in book one. It added a layer of conflict.

As I said, I never intended to write a series, but as the first book grew I realized that each of the women had a story to tell. I changed the title and began to look for the next story line.

Enter Steve Evans. We met Steve and his daughters, Iris and Samantha, in book one. Steve and the girls were in trouble and Terri was a huge part of the solution. As with the women, Steve’s character developed strictly due to the needs of the story. I made him a bestselling writer because this allowed him the ability to be able to work from anywhere and gave him the resources he needed to reclaim his family.

A widowed man with two daughters, a single woman looking for a Christian man, two teenaged girls who don’t want to see their father and their new single friend spend their lives alone...  Steve Evans and Terri Hayes are a match made in heaven. And it really was a God thing the way everything from Callie’s story lead to Terri’s story.

Each of the women still wants their stories told. Book three (The Women of Valley View: Pam) is contracted. Book four will be Samantha’s story.  I’m planning a total of six stories in the series. Each book will stand alone, but the characters will overlap.

I never planned to write a series, but I’ll keep writing as long as these women keep whispering their stories in my ear.



ABOUT THE BOOK


Despite a bustling day care center and a new foster child, Terri Hayes hungers for a family of her own. Then a plumbing mishap leaves her homeless and questioning God’s plan. Steve Evans’s gracious offer of his basement apartment as a temporary solution is an answered prayer.

Steve is a successful writer and a good father, but Terri is horrified when Steve’s book research leads him to a harsh confrontation with the parents of her foster child.  She needs to distance herself from Steve, but her efforts fall short as his two scheming daughters plot to make Terri their new stepmother.

Will harsh words and sneaky plans drive Kelsey’s family further apart and put a wedge between Terri and Steve? Or does God have another plan in store?



AN EXCERPT


Sean watched from the landing as Ella hauled an over-loaded laundry basket up four flights of stairs. He swallowed back the automatic urge to help. He’d learned his lesson earlier in the day when his normally mild-mannered wife refused his offer in words he hadn’t known she knew. Well, maybe knew, but never used.

He trailed her to Kelsey’s empty room, leaning in the doorway. Was there anything he could say that he hadn’t already said? Nope.

Ella sorted out the neatly folded clothes. Her hands hesitated over a pink top with a purple princess silk screened on the front. Kelsey’s favorite shirt. Ella picked it up and sank to the side of the bed, clutching the shirt to her heart. She began to rock as fresh tears streaked her cheeks, tears he would have sworn were all cried out.

Her voice was a broken whisper. “Oh, baby. What have we done?”

“Ellie, please don’t cry anymore.”

Ella met his gaze from across the room. Wet, narrowed eyes and continued silence were the only acknowledgement she offered. She used the shirt to dry her face then slipped it over the head of her daughter’s favorite stuffed bear. She propped the bear on Kelsey’s pillows and walked from the room with no further recognition of her husband’s presence.



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