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The Home Fire is almost here!

Only nine days until the release of my new book, The Home Fire! If you’re looking for a book that will transport your imagination to another era, look no further! In The Home Fire you’ll begin a journey through the old west with three youngsters for company. Join Kidd, Dan, and Shey as they search for a place to call home in their own version of the Promised Land. Through the ups and downs of life, follow these three brave orphans and see where their journey takes them. Coming March 20th!

the home fire cover

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Jenson made a grab for Chips reins, snorting, “How does a little kid come to own such a horse? What did you do? Steal him?”

Kidd squared her shoulders, declaring, “I did no such thing! I’ve had Chip for a good many years. I’ve been training him since he was two!”

Jenson sneered at her. “Sure you have! Bah! Why, I bet your pappy gave him to you, after he’d been gentled like a kitten. You think you’re a big girl, eh? Pony wise and ready to work on a big ranch? You won’t last five minutes! And I’ll bet you’ll be hard pressed to pay back Boss’s advancement!”

Face on fire, Kidd’s hot-headedness kicked in. She would have punched that brawny, big nosed, over-bearing, lout right in the face, but Morgan stepped in between them, saying, “Back off, Jenson. Don’t mind him, Kidd. He’s all bark and no bite.”

Kidd gritted her teeth, glaring at Jenson, but Morgan touched her arm, forcing her to look up at him. His brown eyes were soft, not at all what Kidd had expected from the rangy cowboy. “Come on,” he urged, taking Chip’s reins and handing them to her.

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The Home Fire excerpt

Here is a bit of a sample from my newest book, The Home Fire.

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A pair of almond shaped, hazel eyes squinted past her shaggy, corn silk bangs into the pouring rain. Letting out a deep sigh, the young woman let the flap fall back down into place. She was shivering and inwardly cursing the unnaturally cold September weather. The rain had hardly let up the last three days, and even when it did, it was replaced by the howling wind. All the wood was soaked, so there was no hope of a fire. And now, the rain had saturated the heavy canvas tent and water was starting to drip down into the only shelter.

The blond plopped down onto the pine boughs, beside a petite, teenaged brunette and rubbed her cold fingers together.

The teenager looked up at her with eager blue eyes. “Does it look like the rain will stop soon, Kidd?” she asked hopefully.

“No, Dan. I don’t think so.”

Dan’s shoulders slumped and a tear fell from her eye, onto the face of the sleeping toddler she held in her arms.

Kidd looked down at little, three year old Shey who coughed in his sleep now and again. “He needs medicine.” Kidd said absentmindedly as she brushed Shey’s dark hair back off his forehead.

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cover art the home fireComing April 2014

Finished Re-writing!

Drum roll please! I finally finished rewriting my newest western book, The Home Fire. Yippie! I wrote this book four years ago, so it was a good feeling to go back and refresh it. Of course, it’s another short story (30,000 words) but I’m confident it isn’t going to seem rushed. 🙂

Now I get to move on to the editing part… (Note that I’m less enthusiastic about this.)

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