Hi again from Anna’s world! It’s the first day of August, and like everyone else I know, I’m wondering where this year has gone! I have a lot of things on tap this month, finishing my current book, starting on a Christmas novella for an anthology I am proud to be a part of, my 25th book release, which I’ll talk about in another post, and a conference later in the month. Busy, busy times in the life of this author. Today, though, I want to tell you about a very special birthday. Rebel Ink Press, the very first publisher I received a contract from three years ago, turns five this month. All kinds of exciting things are planned to celebrate, including the fact that several books are on sale for $0.99 on Amazon the entire month. That’s a great gift to our readers, don’t you think? This month also marks the second anniversary of the release of one of my favorite books, Remember Our Promise. The book was so well received when it debuted in August of 2013 that some readers asked if it was going to be a series. Actually, I had no plans of that nature, but after thinking about it and talking to the folks at Rebel Ink Press, it was decided to make it a trilogy. That’s how The Promises Trilogy came to be. Book two released earlier this year and to celebrate the birthday of the publisher, it will be included in the lineup of $0.99 choices this month. I’m excited to bring you A Cowboy’s Promise at a discounted price. Get caught up, because next year the final book of the trilogy, The Forgotten Promise, will be added. Here’s the blurb for Remember Our Promise: Lily Wells has been in love with David Black since she was fifteen years old. When she was eighteen, he broke her heart, leaving her with a promise that the year they turned thirty, if neither was married, they would find a way to reconnect. As fate would have it, twelve years later, while she is in her hometown for her grandmother’s funeral, she runs into David. Still as breathtakingly handsome as ever, now a prominent Texas attorney, he makes it clear he’s a confirmed bachelor. After one perfect, romantic weekend together, Lily returns to her job as the acquisitions editor for a New York City publishing house, knowing that a life with David is still her heart’s desire. Believing that to him she’s only one of his many female companions and that he has no recollection of the promise she’s clung to for the past twelve years, she goes on with her life in the Big Apple. She and David remain in contact with each other, however, seemingly growing closer. Will he break her heart a second time or is it possible that she’s misreading the signs? And now the blurb for A Cowboy’s Promise: Valerie Kennedy is feeling restless. Bored with her life in New York City, she finds herself searching for something more. She dreams of peace and serenity. Love has eluded her until she decides to pay a visit to her old friend, Lily Black, in Texas. There she is introduced to hot cowboy, Levi Ridgeway. Her first impression of him isn’t good, but as she spends more time with him she discovers that Levi and Texas might just hold the key to her happiness. The pot is sweetened by an offer to join Lily as a partner in her publishing company. When one crisis after another forces Val to stay in New York and put important decisions on hold, will she let her dreams fade away and give up the only man she’s ever loved? Buy link to the sale… http://www.amazon.com/Cowboys-Promise-Anna-Kristell-ebook/dp/B00S1PRIPQ/ref=la_B00B1LK14W_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1438456239&sr=1-2 Enjoy the romance and let’s meet back here in a few weeks when I tell you all about my twenty-fifth book… Love, Anna
This has been a busy week in Anna’s World, starting with the release of Abraham’s Soul from LazyDay Publishing earlier in the week and my first book with Mystic Books, The Legend of Blackhawk Manor, yesterday! This one is a little something new for me, as it not only has a little bit of romance in it, but also an unsolved murder mystery from the fifties and some paranormal activity…
Let me tell you where the idea sprang from first of all.
Several years ago, while visiting with our son and his family, my husband and I were guests at the famed Blackhawk Hotel in Davenport, Iowa. It was an eventful weekend, with several unexplained things occurring in our room. We were later told by employees of a neighboring hotel that it was common for guests of the Blackhawk to experience the paranormal…
And so, building on that experience, The Legend Of Blackhawk Manor came to life. Yes, some of the things in the story actually happened in our room on that weekend long ago…
Are you curious now, maybe a little skeptical, perhaps a whole lot intrigued?? Let’s go on and I’ll share the blurb with you.
On the banks of the Mississippi, in a small Iowa town known as LeClaire, sits a quaint, two-story brick building. Known as Blackhawk Manor, a lucrative local inn, the establishment has housed many a famous name, actors and actresses, as well as singers.
Perhaps the most famous of guests, however, was a young construction worker named Robert Thorndale. Robert and his bride were spending their honeymoon at the inn when the handsome young bridegroom met his death at the hands of an unknown man. The murder was never solved and many years later, when two young college friends decide to spend a week at the historic inn, they find themselves in the middle of a fifty year old mystery. Strange appearances begin to occur, clues are left and it is up to Hannah and her friend, Cassie, to solve the crime.
Will they find the killer before it’s too late?
If that wasn’t enough to get you interested, how about a little excerpt?
Along the Iowa banks of the mighty Mississippi, in the small historical town of LeClaire, sits a quaint two-story brick structure. Known as Blackhawk Manor, the cozy inn was built in the year 1918 and in 1942 was converted by the family of the original owner to the business that continues to provide a lucrative income for the current generation.
Actors, actresses, and singers have graced the rooms of the beautiful establishment. With the Adler Theater not far away in Davenport, many sought to relax in the small river town rather than the city when their night’s performance was done. Perhaps the most famous of names to be seen on the register was not one of those theatrical types, but rather a young businessman named Robert Thorndale. Robert and his bride had signed the roster hours after their wedding. They had planned to spend a week enjoying the shops and scenery before returning to the apartment waiting for them at their home, not far from the inn. Robert was a builder for a major construction company several miles up the river. His new wife, Pamela Sue, was looking forward to making a home for her husband and the children that would surely follow soon.
Neither of them could have known that their time together was to be cut short. But, as fate would have it, on a cool summer evening in 1954, Robert met with a death too abominable to comprehend, and the life they had planned with such excitement and high hopes ended. Pamela Sue returned to their home for the funeral, but no one seemed to know what had happened to her after that. The locals would have you believe that Robert’s ghost still walked the halls of Blackhawk Manor, searching for his bride.
The current year was 2015 and two young college girls were planning a week-long stay in the quaint little town. It was the summer between their junior and senior year and the two roommates had scrimped and saved in order to spend their last summer of freedom, as they called it, traveling and having fun. They had chosen to stay in LeClaire at the famed bed and breakfast for the first adventure of the summer. Hannah Stone was interested in the local folklore and had heard of the legend surrounding Blackhawk Manor. She had convinced her reluctant friend, Cassie Sharp, to accompany her.
“I want to know if the things they say are true. You know this stuff interests me,” Hannah said as she turned her car off Interstate 80. “This is our exit.”
“I don’t know why, but if it makes you happy, I’ll humor you,” Cassie replied with a laugh. “I can see it now, old Robert will be roaming the halls at midnight, calling out for his dear Pamela, and you’ll be recording it.”
“It’s kind of a sad story, you know. Think about it. They were on their honeymoon and they are out walking along the river one evening when someone appears from behind and tries to kidnap his precious new bride. He does the chivalrous thing and defends her, fighting off the man, only to be stabbed in the heart. He fell to the ground, dead as a doornail.”
“I know, I know, and then the would-be kidnapper runs away, leaving poor little Pamela screaming for help.”
“How do ghosts haunt, do you think?” Hannah asked as they pulled into the parking lot of the beautiful brick home.
“I guess you’re about to find out. This could turn out to be one hell of a week,” Cassie said teasingly.
“Then again, it may be boring as all get out,” Hannah answered with a giggle.
The two girls pulled into a parking spot near the front of the building and got out of the car. As they took in the sights all around them, they had to agree it was a gorgeous setting.
“Perfect for a romantic honeymoon, don’t you think?” Hannah asked.
“Don’t go getting any ideas. I have my room and you have yours,” Cassie teased as she walked around to get her bag from the trunk.
“Very funny, I don’t swing that way. You just aren’t my type. Besides, I think Chad might have a thing or two to say about that,” Hannah replied. Chad was her current boyfriend.
“I doubt that Alan would approve either,” Cassie retorted.
“Are you guys going to get married, do you think? I mean you’ve been dating forever,” Hannah asked as she lifted her own bag out and slammed the trunk closed.
“Maybe,” Cassie said with a flip of her shoulder length red hair. She was a pretty girl, with flashing emerald eyes to go with the gorgeous red mane.
The two friends walked onto the porch of the house and went inside. They were greeted by the sight of a beautifully decorated lobby. A brick fireplace graced one wall with a china blue couch and two blue and yellow floral upholstered winged chairs in front of it. The fireplace was flanked with bookcases full of books on either side and there was a table with coffee, juices and cookies for the guests. On the other wall was the check-in desk. They made their way over so they could register.
“Hi, I’m Hannah Stone and this is Cassie Sharp. We have reservations for the week,” Hannah said to the man behind the desk in a confident tone as she pushed a loose strand of her blonde curly hair out of her face. She was cute with her short, bouncy blonde curls and snappy blue eyes.
He scanned the computer. “Ah yes, we’ve been expecting you. Let me print up some paperwork for you to sign, get you some keys and you’re all set.” Once that had been taken care of, he told them his name was Steven and dinner would be served at seven. The young man was fairly good-looking, probably in his twenties and obviously interested in the inn’s newest arrivals.
“We not only serve breakfast here, but lunch and dinner,” he explained. “Of course, if you prefer to check out some of the local spots, you’re most welcome to try them. Between you and me, you won’t find any better fare than our dining room, though, and the pool is open until ten.”
“Thank you,” Hannah said as she accepted the key he held out to her.
“You’re in room five and Miss Sharp is right next door in seven,” Steven informed them.
“Thank you, if you could just point us in the right direction,” Hannah replied with a sugary smile.
“Certainly, just take a left down the hallway and you can’t miss them on the left side of the hall. Enjoy your stay. I’m on duty until midnight if you need anything. Maria will be here during the night.”
“Thank you so much,” Cassie said with a flutter of eyelashes. When they were out of earshot, she giggled. “Not bad for a sample of the local fare,” she whispered.
“Cassie, really, you are such a flirt. How have you and Alan stayed together so long?” Hannah teased.
“It’s all in good fun, harmless,” Cassie replied.
The girls found their rooms and arranged to meet in thirty minutes. Hannah walked into her own room and the sight that greeted her simply took her breath away. Cherry furnishings, polished to a high gloss, the bed was covered in a stunning dark blue and maroon paisley comforter. A dark blue throw lay at the foot of the bed and the draperies at the window matched. In front of the window sat two maroon winged chairs and a cherry table. The cherry armoire held a television set and there was a bureau for her clothes. She quickly unpacked and found hangers and a tiny closet for the things she preferred to hang. Wandering into the bathroom, she wasn’t disappointed when she saw gleaming white fixtures and marble counters. The floor was tiled and there was a Jacuzzi tub and a separate shower stall.
Slipping off her flip-flops, she let her feet sink into the thick, luxurious deep blue carpeting. “I could get used to this,” she said aloud as she grabbed a menu from the table and plopped down on the bed. “Seafood and steaks, makes sense,” she said as she perused the dinner choices. Glancing at the dainty gold watch on her left wrist, she saw that it was nearly time to meet her friend. She jumped up and ran into the bathroom, where she splashed her face with water and dried it. Taking her makeup out of the cosmetic bag she’d packed that morning, she touched up her face and ran a brush through her short blonde curls.
She was just walking back into the bedroom when there was a knock on the door. She ran to open it. “Cassie, come on in. This place is great. What’s your room like?” she asked as she stood aside to let her friend in.
Cassie looked around the room. “It’s similar, although my color scheme is gray and mauve. I’m famished. Did you look at the menu yet?”
“They have seafood, so I’m content to stay here and try out the dining room. They have an all you can eat buffet tonight.”
“Why doesn’t that surprise me? You and your love of seafood,” Cassie said with a laugh. “I’ll probably have a steak.”
“Your tastes are so boring.”
“Blame it on growing up in the Midwest, on a farm, no less,” Cassie told her. “Can I help it if you big city gals have different tastes?”
“How we ever became best friends in college is beyond me. They couldn’t have paired two more different personalities as roommates.”
“True, but after that awful first few months of adjusting to each other’s quirkiness, it just all sort of fell into place. I honestly don’t know how I would have made it through the last three years without you.”
“This fall will be our senior year. We have to make a pact to stay in touch, no matter where our lives lead us after graduation.”
“Of course we will. Why would you think otherwise? Let’s go eat.”
Arm-in-arm, the two friends walked down the hall to the dining room, which was located beyond the lobby. They were seated after a short wait and the view of the river from their table was breathtaking.
“Look at all the boats on the water,” Cassie said.
“There’s a barge moving downstream,” Hannah pointed out.
After a delicious dinner, they walked around the grounds, marveling at the sights. The gardens and surrounding grounds had obviously been tended to carefully. Ending the night by sitting on the porch in rockers with some of the other guests, they listened to an older couple telling some of the other guests about the legend.
“You know they make such a big deal about the young man who died on his honeymoon defending his bride, but there was also a very famous actor who died in his sleep in this very place. They don’t talk about that much,” the woman said.
“Really?” another woman asked. “I have never heard that story.”
“It’s all kept very hush-hush. Apparently, he suffered a heart attack and the maid found him the next morning when she went in to clean the room. He was in his seventies, so I guess it wasn’t that big of a deal, but still, he was pretty famous in his day.”
“Who was it?” one of the other guests asked.
“Roman Carrington, I’m sure you’ve heard of him. He played in several movies years ago and also did some work on Broadway.”
“The name is familiar. I guess the story of the young honeymooners was of more interest.”
“Well, it is much more romantic than an old man dying in his sleep,” the woman telling the story replied. “You know, the murderer was never caught.”
Hannah listened intently, but she could see that her friend was growing bored with all the talk of the deaths that had occurred in the area.
Cassie yawned. “I think I’m going to my room to call Alan before it gets too late. Are you coming?” she asked.
“Yes, I’m sure Chad will call when he gets in from his shift at the hospital.”
When they were outside Hannah’s room they made plans to meet at eight for breakfast. “We’ll plan our day while we eat. I hope to work some shopping in. I know they have some really neat shops here,” Hannah said as she turned the key in the lock and prepared to go inside.
“Have a good night. Don’t get spooked by any ghosts, young or old,” Cassie said with a giggle as she headed for her own room.
“Very funny,” Hannah said as she went inside.
Okay, that’s all I’m going to share. You’ll have to one click and read it for yourself…
This weekend, LazyDay Publishing, Mystic Books, Anne Welch and I are hosting a double feature release party to celebrate both my new releases. Lots of fun and some great prizes are on the billboard. If you’d like an invitation, send me a message on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/anna.kristell.39 and I’ll make sure you get in.
Welcome back to Anna’s World! In just a few days, Lazy Day Publishing will release my newest book. Abraham’s Soul is an inspirational romance set in an area near where I grew up. I’ll share the blurb and an excerpt with you to let you know a little about it.
When young Sarah Elizabeth Graber accepts a position in Abraham Miller’s household, she quickly realizes the handsome widower who employed her is a lost soul. A shell of the man he once was, estranged from his family for nearly twenty years, he has lost his faith in God and the will to go on. Aside from his friend and business partner, he finds the only other person he can talk to is his housekeeper, Sarah.
Sarah’s self-appointed mission is to bring Abraham back to the church and the family he left behind. What she didn’t plan on was falling in love along the way. Just when it appears a bright future lies ahead for the couple, tragedy strikes. As Sarah and Abraham are put to the ultimate test, will their faith bring them through it, or will Abraham slip away from God forever?
Abe looked at the tiny blonde girl in awe. Quiet little Sarah Elizabeth Graber had some spunk. She was right. Drinking himself into oblivion wasn’t going to bring Lynnette back. He sat up and took a sip of the strong brew. After he’d finished the cup, he set it down and went to his bathroom, where he stood under the hot spray of water, letting it fall onto his face and body. When he’d dried himself and dressed, he went down stairs to find that Sarah had prepared a sandwich for him.
“Eat,” she commanded.
“Why are you doing this?” he asked.
“Because someone has to wake you up,” she replied. “Ana has tried, Louis had tried, and you are estranged from your family, so now I guess it’s up to me.” She had retrieved his mug from the den earlier and now filled it again and set the coffee in front of him.
He watched as the small girl moved around the kitchen in her new floral skirt and bright blouse. Her blonde hair was pulled up into a bun, but she was one of the most beautiful creatures he’d seen in a long time. He had great respect for the young girl who had come into his mess of a house, put it back in order in no time, and now, was taking care of him. It wasn’t part of the job description, but she had taken it upon herself to come to his aid. She had been raised to see the good in others and to help those that were down, the same way he had been raised. She was a good girl and one her family could be proud of. Could the same be said of his family? Would they be proud of the man he’d become? For all the success he’d gained, would they be proud of the…man…he’d become?
Abe finished his sandwich and coffee. Again he apologized to his young housekeeper. “I’m sorry if I offended you, Sarah Elizabeth. That is the last thing I would ever wish to do.”
“It’s not me I’m worried about. You can’t go on like this, Mr. Miller. You’re living half a life, a life without the Lord, without a family. How much longer can you do that?”
Once again, she was right. But could he find it in his heart to forgive the God that had taken his Lynnette away from him? Could he find his way back to the family he walked out on years ago? Occasionally, he heard from his brother. He knew his parents were still living and that his siblings were doing well. The question remained, could he ever go back to visit, would he ever go back?
If you like sweet, inspirational love stories, then this is definitely the book for you. Available July 8, 2015 at Amazon, Barnes & Noble and http://www.lazydaypub.com.
Available this weekend at a special release weekend price of $2.99. Price goes to $4.99 Monday night (June 29th).
A modern day fairy tale cross between Rapunzel and Romeo and Juliet. Princess Raven, banished to the tower by her father at the tender age of three and Prince Richard, the hottie with a firm hand whose attempt to rescue her results in a feud between their kingdoms.
They find an unlikely ally in Queen Lydia, the not- so-evil stepmother, but when it comes down to a choice between their respective thrones and the love they’ve discovered, is the relationship doomed forever?
It’s Mother’s Day again and what better way to celebrate than with a new grandbaby? Let me explain, eight years ago, my first grandson was born on Mother’s Day. Now eight years later, we’re about to celebrate the birth of our second grandson. Those little girls all chose other days to make their debut into the world, but the boys…well…they like Mother’s Day.
What does Mother’s Day mean to you? Do you have any special memories? One of the best gifts I ever had was the year my daughter was three and my son was six months old. The hubs gave me money and said, “Head to the mall, I got it covered here.” To a stay at home mom with a colicky baby and a busy toddler, that had to be the best gift he could have given me. My mother lives in another state, about eight hundred miles away from me, so I’ll be seeing her next month, but not for Mother’s Day. Do you have special celebrations in your family?
I think the mothers I wrote about in my Fab Five series are pretty special ladies. Marianne, for example, had to experience the pain of watching her youngest son recover from a horrific automobile accident, not knowing if he would ever walk again. Angie suffered the pain of losing a baby and being told she would never carry a baby to term. Katy lost her only daughter in a head-on collision. Lizzie watched her daughter suffer the loss of her young husband days after learning she was carrying their first child. Chloe yearned for a family, but couldn’t conceive. Now, I didn’t make them suffer forever, being the nice author that I am. Things turned around for Marianne’s family and Lizzie’s daughter eventually found happiness. Katy’s son was a source of comfort for her throughout the years. Angie found a way to make her dreams come true and Chloe…well, I can’t give everything away. Read the series and find out for yourself. Throughout the series each of the women used their strength and love to nurture, protect and encourage their offspring, much like you or I might do with our own. We watched as their children grew up and found their way, stumbling at times.
Feel free to share your special Mother’s Day memory in the comments. I look forward to hearing them. And please…be sure and visit the other blogs. There might just be a signed copy of Book One in the Fab Five series, Crossroad To Love,
Welcome back! Today I’ve got a new release from my spicy side, Isabella Kole, to tell you about. A little back story about this one is that a few months ago, my daughter suggested I write about a murder set in the 1800’s and add a little of Isabella’s spice to it. My reaction, of course, was “Are you nuts?” Yeah, well, she can be very persuasive and long story short, the story was written, submitted, accepted and released. So far, it’s done very well, ranking in the top ten for Erotic Westerns on Amazon in both the US and the UK. It’s also currently in the top fifteen on the publisher’s website, Blushing Books. I guess I should listen to her more often. In case you haven’t one-clicked on this hot new release yet, here’s the blurb to let you know what it’s about.
BLURB Marshal Luke Prescott has searched for his young bride’s murderer for five long years, to no avail. When feisty heiress, Clarissa Birmingham, breezes into his town, he finds himself drawn to her, exasperating as she may be. Headstrong and impetuous, the young beauty quickly learns her she will heed Luke’s warnings or she will pay the price. But when Clarissa’s long-lost older brother is arrested after a drunken brawl, it is revealed he knows who murdered Luke’s wife. Clarissa finds out that her impetuous ways lead her into a danger she may never recover from. Will Luke be able to save her before he loses another love?
Piqued your interest? How about a little excerpt to go with that? Luke and Clarissa’s first dinner together after just meeting: EXCERPT:
“So tell me, Marshall Prescott, what does one do for entertainment around here?” Clarissa asked as she placed two sugar cubes into her hot tea and began to stir. “I’m sure you’ll find the local church to be of some assistance there. The ladies get together to make quilts, have socials and dinners.” “I see. Are there dances?” she asked as she took a sip of the hot, sweet liquid. “I reckon there are the occasional barn dances.” “You don’t seem to know much about what goes on in the social circles here.” “I’ve only been here a few months myself, ma’am. I’ve been busy working. I’m sure once you begin your teaching assignment you’ll be busy, as well.” “I won’t be teaching all the time. I’ll have my evenings and my weekends free. I don’t intend to sit in my room.” “No, I don’t imagine you will. You’ll not find the theatre or any of the social events you’re likely accustomed to in these parts.” “I’ll have to make do, now won’t I, Marshall?” After their supper arrived, he advised her again to seek out the local church for her social activities. “Sounds a bit dull to me,” she said as she cut her steak into tiny pieces. “You chose this life. I reckon if it’s not to your liking, we can look for another teacher for the town’s children.” “I’m not a quitter, Marshall Prescott. I’ve said I’ll do it and I’ll see it through. I’ll just have to find my own fun.” “Now, you listen to me, young lady. I assured your father that you would be protected here. If you start going to unsavory establishments looking for a good time, you and I are going to have to have a meeting of the minds.” “Now, that’s the best offer I’ve had since I arrived,” she said with a coy smile as she turned her attention to the food on her plate.
Now, I’ll bet you’d like to know where to buy this book, don’t you? Well, I’ll help you out and list the buy links for you. It’s currently available in ebook form and paperback.
BLUSHING BOOKS: http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=3293
BARNES & NOBLE: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-marshal-and-the-heiress-isabella-kole/1121655134?ean=2940151290609
AMAZON EBOOK: http://www.amazon.com/Marshal-Heiress-Isabella-Kole-ebook/dp/B00VH4TNJ2/ref=sr_1_3_twi_1_kin?ie=UTF8&qid=1429479039&sr=8-3&keywords=ISABELLA+KOLE
AMAZON PAPERBACK: http://www.amazon.com/The-Marshal-Heiress-Isabella-Kole/dp/1627507728/ref=tmm_pap_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1429479039&sr=8-3
I hope you’ll enjoy Isabella’s latest endeavor. Soon there will be another coming out…
Hello again! For those of you who avidly follow my Fab Five series, you’ll be happy to know that the latest installment, Book Eight, became available a few days ago. This one, All Roads Lead To You, is the long-awaited story of Jordan Jacobi, Marianne’s youngest son, and his on-again, off-again girlfriend, Abbi Young.
If you’ll remember from past books, both Jordan and Abbi have had much drama in their young lives and for that reason, they’ve never quite been able to take the final step in their relationship. Abbi was drugged and raped at a party when she was just fifteen, which resulted in a pregnancy. An open adoption was arranged with Angie and Michael Gray. The Grays would raise little Madison Rose as their own, but Abbi and her family were allowed to be a part of her life. After much angst on Abbi’s part, the situation was working out splendidly, until…
As for Jordan, a young man with a future in pro football, his dreams ended the night he was hit head on by a drunk driver. It was Abbi, the younger sister of his best friend, who gave him the incentive to walk again, by promising he could escort her to her senior prom if he was walking in time to attend the event. He’d always had a soft spot for shy, pretty Abbi. Of course, she was harboring a secret crush on her big brother’s best friend and had been for years.
The two began dating, but there always seemed to be something keeping them apart. Now, finally, their story will be told. Here’s the blurb to whet your appetite a bit.
The Fab Five return, this time with the long- awaited love story of Jordan Jacobi and Abbi Young. The two have had an on and off relationship for years, but through it all have remained the best of friends. When Jordan suddenly changes his career plans and drops out of his residency at Baylor, it looks like it’s also the end for the two young lovers.
When the past comes back to haunt Abbi, it threatens to change her life forever, as well as the lives of Angie, Michael and Madison Gray. Abbi begins to doubt herself about what really happened to her when she was fifteen.
Will Jordan come back to her? Will he stand by her side and erase all doubts as the two face her demons together, or is it over for good?
Still clamoring for more? Alright, here’s a little more…
Jordan Jacobi sat across the table from his long-time girlfriend, Abbi Young. He took her
hand and in a shaking voice said, “Abbi, I’m sure you’ve noticed I’ve not been myself lately. I’d
like to explain.”
“You’re right; you have seemed a little off recently. What’s going on?” Abbi asked as she
looked at his handsome face nervously.
“I don’t know where to start,” he replied as his fingers caressed her hand.
“Why not start at the beginning?” she urged.
“You know that football has always been my life. I was headed toward a pro career and
then suddenly, after the accident, that was no longer an option.”
“Yes,” Abbi said.
“Jackson convinced me to follow in the family footsteps and go into medicine. I went
along with it, because I saw no other option at the time. Now I’m in my residency and I’m just
not sure medicine is where I belong.”
“Are you considering something else? Have you talked to your family about this?” Abbi
asked in concern.
“Not yet, I felt I needed to speak with you first. A job has come open at our old high
school. They’re looking for a health and phys-ed teacher, who can also coach the football team.
I’m seriously considering applying for the position. I know the money will be substantially less
than if I were to go on and join Jackson in his orthopedic practice, but this is looking more and
more appealing to me. I’ve given it a lot of thought.”
“I see. You know I’m okay with whatever you decide, but you need to be absolutely
“Abbi, honey, there’s more. I’m so confused about my future right now. I just don’t feel
it’s fair to you for me to be this confused. I love you with all my heart, but I think, at least for
now, we should take a break.”
Abbi took a deep breath, not sure she’d heard him correctly. “Jordan, you can’t keep
doing this. How many times are you going to want to take a break before you decide it’s over for
good? You’re right; it isn’t fair, to either of us. If you’re certain this is what you want, then so be
it, but don’t expect me to wait around like I have all the other times. Maybe we just aren’t meant
to be, after all.”
“Abbi, I’m sorry. I don’t mean to hurt you.”
“Jordan, I love you, too. Maybe it’s time we go our separate ways. If we’re meant to
make a life together, we’ll find our way back to each other, in time. I can’t put my life on hold
yet again. We may be fighting for something that just isn’t in the cards for us. I’ll always love
you, but if you aren’t sure, I have to question our commitment to each other.”
“I guess this is it,” Jordan replied sadly. “I’ll always love you, too.”
“Talk to your family, do what you have to do. Know that I wish you all the happiness in
the world and I’ll always be in your corner, but I think it’s time for you to take me home now.”
Jordan paid the tab and drove Abbi to her apartment. He walked her to the door and
gently kissed her on the cheek. “We’ll stay in touch,” he said as he turned to go.
He sighed when she didn’t answer him, unlocked her door and went inside.
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