tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70187213698880006282024-03-18T21:35:13.312-07:00Prayers & Promises PublicationsLivia J Washburnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05958199886826207363noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018721369888000628.post-7686243017906764972018-04-10T01:00:00.000-07:002018-04-10T01:00:20.040-07:00Two New Releases - Severed Hearts And To Trust Her Heart by Laurean Brooks @prairierosepubs #InspirationalRomance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Julie Blanton's dream is realized when shy Johnny Michaels all but professes his undying love. But, when he enlists two days later without so much as a goodbye, her world crashes.</div>
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Johnny has loved Julie since high school Civics class. But before he can muster the courage to ask for a real date, he overhears words that cut to the core. Humiliation drives him to make a rash decision. Will it cost him Julie's love?</div>
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The scandal surrounding her husband's death and the debt he leaves behind forces Amanda Wilkes to seek employment. The experience strengthens her resolve to remain single. Then one touch from Jake Tyler, her new boss, leaves Amanda weak in the knees. Dare she trust her heart again?<br />
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Jake Tyler plans to remain unmarried and raise his seven-year-old-son after his wife's death. But his resolve teeters at one flash of Amanda's eyes. What lies behind his secretary's cool facade and why does she weep over sad love songs? Can Jake handle what he uncovers?<br />
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Livia J Washburnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05958199886826207363noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018721369888000628.post-80186932916903508872017-09-19T01:00:00.000-07:002017-09-19T01:00:29.434-07:00Two New Releases -- Jonquils in the Snow & Over the Coals by Laurean Brooks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>JONQUILS IN THE SNOW</b><br />
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Miranda Stevens' fiancé skipped town two days before the wedding. Two years later, she is ready to move on.<br />
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Brady Watson's anger toward the drunken driver responsible for his wife's death three years ago has turned into grief.<br />
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Will Miranda help Brady find the strength to relinquish the past and embrace a new beginning? Could the answer be found in something as simple as a cluster of jonquils blooming in the snow?<br />
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"A beautiful, heartwarming story of grief and loneliness being overcome by love; Miranda and Brady touched my heart and the author's wit made me smile. Definitely a thumbs up read." ~ Rebecca J. Vickery<br />
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"A beautiful story of hope reborn through tragedy. Well written- a quick engaging read. Laurean Brooks will not disappoint!" ~ Anna Nation<br />
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"Laurean Brooks has written a delightful Christian romance novella. Not only does it relate what can happen when we allow ourselves to listen to God, but also how people can start over with the right person." ~ GG, Avid Reader<br />
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"I loved the story that has heartache, the pain of love, loss, and new beginnings. ... Disclosure: I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. All thoughts, opinions and ratings are my own. ~ Redrabbit<br />
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At first glance, Jill Landers pegs the gregarious man at the grill as an egotistical ladies' man. A closer look reveals something else. Why does Rob Canter's personality shift between two polar opposites? Jill determines to find out.<br />
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Rob Canter is hiding something. The boisterous, fun-loving Rob is a cover-up. But clowning around comes easier than facing reality. Why can't he have a bright future with the woman he loves? But Jill must never know.<br />
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Will Jill's attempt to dig beneath the surface expose the gentle man who stole her heart? Or will Rob continue to run from his past and relinquish his chance for happiness with Jill?<br />
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<b>THE DONKEY THAT CARRIED MARY by Randy Lee Eickhoff</b><br />
Sara is a blessed donkey with a magical story to tell! She has been with the Holy Family since before Jesus was born—for she was THE DONKEY THAT CARRIED MARY. From the seemingly endless journey to Bethlehem that long-ago night of his birth, to the dark day of his crucifixion, Sara bears witness to the most important happenings of all time. When she saves the Holy Family from two would-be robbers, Jesus grants Sara immortality—a gift she takes seriously. Never far from Mary’s side, Sara vows to protect her from other humans who would cause her harm.<br />
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Join Sara and Mary on their travels together in this unforgettable story for all ages. Who can say that animals cannot talk if they wish? Especially one as special as THE DONKEY THAT CARRIED MARY… <br />
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From teenagers to Grandma and Grandpa, everyone will love this story told by Sara, the donkey who carried Jesus’ mother, Mary, on their journey and lived out the long life Jesus promised her, always at Mary’s side. Not a Sunday school lesson, but a warm and funny story of animals and people that brings Biblical events alive in a new way. <br />
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<b>OUTLAW HEART by Tanya Hanson<br />
</b>When ex-outlaw Bronx Sanderson arrives in Leadville, Colorado, he has plans to make a new start and put his past behind him. But right away, he meets flame-haired Lila Brewster, a beautiful widow who reminds him of someone from the past he’s trying to forget. <br />
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Lila does so much for everyone else at the mission she and her late husband, Emmett, started, she has no time to think of her own wishes. It comes as quite a surprise when she finds herself attracted to Bronx Sanderson—especially since she’s vowed in her heart to keep the mission—and her preacher husband’s memory—alive. <br />
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With advice from Doc Holliday and a meddlesome landlady, can Bronx and Lila make their own future? When a Pinkerton detective shows up, Bronx is between a rock and a hard place—but he’s determined to quit running. Lila’s domineering brother-in-law also arrives in Leadville to try to force her to marry him. If Bronx is arrested, what choice will Lila have?<br />
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<b>SHATTERED VOWS by Linda LaRoque<br />
</b>Annie and Stuart Rayburn have loved each other since high school. Their life is idyllic until their baby dies of SIDS, and Annie falls into a deep depression. Months of therapy help her recover, and they look forward to another child sometime in their future.<br />
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Despite his own grief Stuart tries to comfort Annie, yet when he reaches for her in the night, his advances are rebuffed. In a moment of weakness, he turns to another woman. Stu learns his night of infidelity produced a baby girl. The mother died in a car crash, and her will gives Stu custody. <br />
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Stu can’t deny the child is his, and he’s determined to raise her. He begs Annie’s forgiveness. Hurt and angry, Annie must face her demons, decide if she can forgive Stu, and love the innocent child, or divorce him and move on without the only man she’s likely to love.<br />
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<b>OLIVE U by David L. Johnston</b><br />
An aging Baptist preacher in small-town Kansas. The members of a band who play contemporary Christian music in Los Angeles. Beyond their love for the Lord Jesus and His people, they have only their struggles with failure and success in common—until tragedy brings them together on Christmas Eve.<br />
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When Paul Knight joins the members of Olive U, the group instantly jumps from local cover band to sought-after opener at concerts across the nation. The problem is Paul may not know the Lord as well as he claims.<br />
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After a tornado of historic proportions rips through Kansas, an elderly Baptist preacher, Ron Best, faces challenges to his doctrinal beliefs and failure after failure in his ministry. But the Holy Spirit keeps pushing him forward.<br />
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Olive U is the story of how God brings these men together for Christmas Eve on the wind-swept Kansas Plains.<br />
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<b>HER SANCTUARY by Tracy Garrett</b><br />
Abandoned in River’s Bend, Missouri, by the members of an uncharitable wagon train headed west, Maggie Flanaghan finds herself in trouble with nowhere to turn. But in the citizens of the small town, she discovers friends and acceptance upon the death of her dear father—and catches the attention of the town’s most eligible bachelor. When her past threatens to destroy her happiness, she must choose to flee or fight for the sanctuary of a good man’s love.<br />
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Kristoph Oltmann hadn’t planned on still being alone with no wife and partner to share his life. He thought Maggie Flanaghan was the answer to his prayers, but her secret past makes her unsuitable as a preacher’s wife. Can he believe Maggie has been heaven-sent in spite of her predicament? Can he be HER SANCTUARY, even as she is exactly what he longs for—a haven for his heart?<br />
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<b>ACROSS THE SWEET GRASS HILLS by Gail L. Jenner</b><br />
Liza Ralston has had more adventure in her life than she ever wanted. Leaving her settled existence with friends and family in St. Louis to travel to the Big Sky country of wild Montana with her father, she soon wishes she could turn the clock back. When their scout is murdered and her father is severely wounded by thieves, the Pikuni tribe led by Crying Wind takes them in. But Liza wants nothing more than to return to St. Louis, despite her growing attraction for Red Eagle, the handsome son of a white trapper and Blackfeet mother.<br />
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Red Eagle has tried to help Liza and her father, but Liza has a mind of her own. She doesn’t understand that the refined ways of civilized society in St. Louis have not yet reached the untamed land she is traveling now with her missionary father—a man who has secrets of his own that he is unwilling to share. She is left with no choice but to accept the help of Red Eagle’s tribe to save the life of her father. But the events leading up to Baker’s Massacre of 1870 force her to discover a new path for herself—a path leading to love, redemption…and revenge.<br />
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Will Red Eagle and Liza find the love they’ve been waiting for? Beauty, treachery and danger lie ACROSS THE SWEET GRASS HILLS.<br />
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ACROSS THE SWEET GRASS HILLS won the 2002 WILLA Literary Award for Best Softcover Fiction, by Women Writing the West. It also placed as a quarter-finalist in the 2000 Chesterfield Film Project.<br />
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<b>THE CALLING by Sara Barnard</b><br />
Esau Fitzpatrick is bad at being good—and even worse at being bad. As he waits for his sweetheart, Ella Allen, inside the Paisley Settlement church, a brewing storm erupts and lightning strikes, setting the church aflame. Ella and her parents pull Esau from the fire, but his parents are lost in the blazing inferno.<br />
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Angry at God, Esau flees his home and all he holds dear, only to fall in with the notorious Covington-Jones gang. He journeys down the path to destruction and darkness, reliving the hellish fire in his nightmares.<br />
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Ella clings to the prayer that Esau will find his way back to a godly path – and to her. But Esau is gone, and her world is falling to pieces. Ella must lean on God in a way she’s never had to before as she follows her heart against everyone’s wishes. Can she dare to believe that Esau will ever change?<br />
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Esau’s life as an outlaw comes to a head during an epic cattle rustle. He is forced to choose between eternal hellfire and the rocky path of the Lord. Will Ella still be waiting for him? Or has he lost her forever? God reaches out to Esau again, but will it be in time?<br />
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Cheryl Piersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116526340220274282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018721369888000628.post-19665401375679834862017-04-11T01:00:00.000-07:002017-04-11T07:06:35.735-07:00New Release -- In a Flash: Up from the Deep by David L. Johnston -- Giveaway!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Six months after a catastrophic solar flare cracks the sky and bathes Earth in high radiation, killing much of the population and destroying most of humanity’s technology, the starving crew of the USS Colorado, a fleet ballistic missile submarine, is forced to surface and send a party ashore to forage for food. But instead of food, the sailors find a town in shambles, home after home filled with death, disease, high radiation, and bands of evil, violent men. Instead of food, the sailors discover the last thing they thought they would find—forbidden love.<br />
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Struggling with his Christian values and his desire to obey Navy regulations about fraternizing, Walter Jacks is blindsided by his own heart when he realizes he is falling deeply in love with smart and extraordinarily beautiful Seaman Sharon Parkers. The shore party’s mission, and Jacks’s grasp of reality, are further complicated when they find a mysterious young girl amoung the ruins—an adorable child with astonishing supernatural abilities.<br />
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While fighting to protect his shipmates, as well as his spiritual survival, in a dying world, Jacks is forced to face the question: Is the Bible true? If God’s Word is true, then where in the prophesy does His reality appear?<br />
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IN A FLASH: UP FROM THE DEEP is a riveting post-apocalyptic military thriller, the first in a series of truly epic scope from acclaimed author David L. Johnston.<br />
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which had been shielded by the earth, our astronomers quickly figured out what
had happened and reported the awful news to our shocked nations. The people we
had been able to speak with—fishermen off Central and South America—said they
were sad for the rest of the world, while rejoicing for having been spared
themselves.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Well, a handful
of survivors <i>did</i> anticipate what
would come next, we figured, but they must have been ignored for the vital
hours that might have made the difference. But most of us had nary a clue.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Crews on Russian
strategic ballistic missile submarines lost contact with their headquarters
because the atmosphere over Asia was highly ionized and radio traffic could not
penetrate it. Pre-Flash strategists going back to the 1950s had theorized that
one goal of a preemptive strike would be to disrupt the enemy’s communications.
Therefore, each nation that deployed strategic deterrent forces had developed a
protocol for their force commanders to follow in the event of a prolonged loss
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<span style="line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Russian boomer
commanders followed their protocol. We learned that our attack boats stopped
just two Russian subs from launching their missiles. And, thus, on Day Two AF,
almost every US metropolitan area with a population of over a million was
destroyed. A few smaller population centers of strategic value also got dumped
on.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i>Colorado</i><span style="line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"> had been on a strategic deterrent patrol when the
Flash struck. After the Russian attack, we received one badly garbled radio
message from the national command authority—the president. He explained what
had happened and that the destruction of our homes was a mistake. As nearly as
we could decipher, he ordered us to defend ourselves and to search for enemy
boomers and determine their intentions. But under no circumstances were we to
launch our missiles in retaliation; there was nobody in the target cities to
retaliate against, anyhow.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i>Hooyah, Mr. President!<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">But that was the
last message we received before the radios became useless in the Western Hemisphere
as well.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Livia J Washburnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05958199886826207363noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018721369888000628.post-86213038213129536952016-12-20T05:54:00.000-08:002016-12-20T05:54:17.362-08:00New Release -- THE DONKEY THAT CARRIED MARY by Randy Lee Eickhoff -- Giveaway!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sara is a blessed donkey with a magical story to tell! She has been with the Holy Family since before Jesus was born—for she was THE DONKEY THAT CARRIED MARY. From the seemingly endless journey to Bethlehem that long-ago night of his birth, to the dark day of his crucifixion, Sara bears witness to the most important happenings of all time. When she saves the Holy Family from two would-be robbers, Jesus grants Sara immortality—a gift she takes seriously. Never far from Mary’s side, Sara vows to protect her from other humans who would cause her harm.<br />
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Join Sara and Mary on their travels together in this unforgettable story for all ages. Who can say that animals cannot talk if they wish? Especially one as special as THE DONKEY THAT CARRIED MARY…<br />
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From teenagers to Grandma and Grandpa, everyone will love this story told by Sara, the donkey who carried Jesus’ mother, Mary, on their journey and lived out the long life Jesus promised her, always at Mary’s side. Not a Sunday school lesson, but a warm and funny story of animals and people that brings Biblical events alive in a new way.<br />
—Judy Alter, WWA Hall of Fame writer and author of the Kelly O'Connell Mysteries<br />
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“Oh, for the love of God,” the second pigeon said in exasperation. He fluttered his wings and flew away, pausing to leave some droppings on the head of a stable boy coming into the stable.<br />
“He had that coming. The stable boy, I mean,” the first said. “The boy threw a stone at my friend two days ago, narrowly missing him, and scaring a few months out of his life—which he can ill afford.”<br />
Then he lifted his wings and followed the other pigeon.<br />
“Hmm,” I said. The oats had been lightly laced with honey and were very, very good. “On the other thing. Elizabeth being with child. What does it matter?” I asked a nearby mouse.<br />
“You,” he said loftily, “have little appreciation for the events happening.”<br />
I shook my head, swallowing the oats. I eyed him, speculating. If I took only half a bite, then another half, and so on, I would not run out. Theoretically, at least.<br />
“Things will happen, or things will not,” I said. “I can’t change them one way or the other. So, I do not worry about them. Just go here and there as Joseph wishes. Although,” I added reflectively, “Mary did seem a little heavier this trip than before. Ah, well. It means nothing.”<br />
The mouse looked like he had eaten too many chunks of stale cheese.<br />
“Just for good measure!” he shouted then gasped, groaned, and released a small cloud of gas before sliding under a stall board.<br />
I had to smile at that.<br />
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Livia J Washburnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05958199886826207363noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018721369888000628.post-2051321034715298682015-03-29T01:00:00.000-07:002015-03-29T01:00:07.373-07:00Inspirations by David L. Johnston<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Thank you for your prayers and encouragement. If life has taught me nothing else, I have
learned that I am less than what I can be if I do not have others working with
me. So I pray y'all will feel free to
suggest how I can improve my story telling, too.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">My friends here in the prison frequently ask,
"How long did it take you to write a book?" You realize I am not able to use computers
and modern technology. I wrote the first
part of the first draft on a ’40's or ’50's era Smith-Corona portable. She was sweet but could be temperamental, and
I did not realize how slow the machine was until I was blessed with an upgrade
to a Swintec electronic machine. Anyhow,
<i>Olive U</i> is not a long story. And my<i>
</i>Boss made the writing a real pleasure. Still, what with prison being prison, I
started working on the novel in 2009, had to take a long break when I was
transferred to another prison, and finally picked it up and finished it in
2013/14. All together, I would estimate
I worked on <i>Olive U</i> three months.
Many of those days were 16 hours or more, but I loved every minute of
it. Drove some roommates nuts and still get a death threat or two (not really),
but I had a blast getting out of prison and hanging around with Pastor Best and
Brother Eli and the boys.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Newsboys and Dave Krumpe, a volunteer chaplain at the California Substance
Abuse Treatment Facility and State Prison at Corcoran, California (CSATF/SP). Both these men told of serving God before
they really knew Him. We had a great
praise and worship team in the chapel at A Facility back in 2008 and had
included them in a couple of well-received dramas for the brothers. We were praying for inspiration on a fresh
Christmas play in 2008 when God gave me <i>Olive U</i>, the play. After that performance, one old timer as he
was wheeling out of the chapel in a chair looked up at me and said, "I've
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Hi! Winnie Griggs here, ready to bring you more on the Inspirational Romance front. This month I’m talking to Cheryl Pierson, the co-owner and Acquisitions Editor for Prairie Rose Publications. I asked her to give me a little history on her new Inspirational line and what offerings they have that readers can look forward to... For the interview go <a href="http://freshfiction.com/page.php?id=6713">here</a>.Livia J Washburnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05958199886826207363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7018721369888000628.post-39990860190181775242015-03-03T19:01:00.001-08:002015-03-03T19:01:09.537-08:00Prayers & Promises -- SHATTERED VOWS by Linda LaRoque<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"> His heart hammered in his chest. Why would she leave him custody? “I didn’t know Josie had children.” They hadn’t exchanged more than five words that night—that he remembered. “Why…why would she give custody of her child to me? We barely knew each other.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"> Stu gasped for breath and pulled at his tie.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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