Always to Remember
Branded a traitor and imprisoned for refusing to fight for the Confederacy, Clayton Holland returns home to Cedar Grove, only to be spurned by the townspeople, except for vengeful Meg Warner, who finds her hatred and grief transformed by love.
Lorraine Heath just blew me away with this book! I never would have imagined I'd enjoy this one so much since it's one of her earlier books and not as acclaimed as the Texas Trilogy and her newer books. But from the very beginning this book had me connecting emotionally with the characters and the story.
After refusing to fight for the Confederacy, Clayton was spurned by everyone in his hometown of Cedar Grove. To Meg, who lost her husband and brothers in the w...more
After finishing Always to Remember, I was left with a sense of almost sheer perfection. This unique book is far more than a mere romance. It is a morality tale of a man making a stand for what he believes, and facing the scorn of an entire town because of it. This story asks and in my opinion, answers quite well the difficult question, “What truly constitutes courage?” It is about love and hate. It is about true friendship. It is about loyalty to one's convictions....more
I loved this. It wasn't quite my idea of perfection, mind, so four stars instead of five, but it is really quite good. The reader is absolutely disgusted by Meg from the beginning, but that's purposeful. Clay is...wow. Clay. What can I say about Clay? He's a man who withstood imprisonment and torture (physical and psychological) because he refused to dishonor his beliefs. Conscientious objectors have always been castigated in society as cowards because most people don't gra...more
"I didn’t believe we should fight the Northern states, and yet, I could not in all good conscience take up arms against the South, my home, and my friends. But more than that, I would not fight because I believe it’s a sin against God to kill another man."
When Texas joined with the rest of the Confederate states, all the young men of Cedar Grove were ready and willing to join the glorious cause. All that is, except for Clayton Holland, who refused...more
For a romance novel it's very thought provoking. I might have been bothered by the heroine, but Heath humanized her and invited empathy. I had to wonder how I would feel in the same circumstances, knowing only the little she could know. The story touches heavily on the irrationality of grief and the variety of ways that people can show courage. I thought about it long after I turned the...more
Clayton suffers from the town's scorn; he's labeled as a deserter because he refused to fight when all the able men left for war. It is awesome to see how strong he is in braving every insult and how courageous of him to maintain his eloquent silence. He is one of the most memorable and strongest heroes I have ever read....more
Clay is a different type of romantic hero, and you just fall in love with him. He's shy, quiet, thoughtful, and intense.
Clay wouldn't go off to fight in the Civil War because he was against slavery and he wouldn't kill anybody else. He was imprisoned and tortured but wouldn't give in to what he believed in.
When he gets back to his small Texas town he is shunned by everyone in the town save his little brothers. Everybody hates him and brands him a cowar...more
This was so much more than just a fluffy romance novel....it was a story of one man who withstood hate, despair, loneliness and much more to stand up for what he believed in. Clayton never gave in and he never gave up. He stood by his beliefs even when it cost him the love of his family and friends. His scars run much deeper than what we see on the surface and his courage made him a hero even when no one else could see past their hatr...more
The heroine, Meg, lost three brothers and her husband to the war. Texans all, they fought for the South, marching off almost joyfully to face the foe. Clay's existence is a constant affront and a reminder t...more
Que livro lindo, inspirador, reflexivo. A capa simplória em nada representa a grandeza desse conto de amor, que fala sobre o verdadeiro significado da honra e da coragem. Não é um livro água com açúcar, não é um melodrama qualquer, é uma história profundamente humana, sobre as escolhas que fazemos na vida, as suas consequências, e a força necessária para suportar o peso de lutar pelo que acreditamos. Clayton Hallond, é o he...more
Qu’est-ce qui pousse une personne à aller au bout de ce en quoi elle croit ? Le courage.
Courage. Ce mot est à l’honneur dans ce livre de Lorraine Heath, le deuxième de cette auteure que je lis, et elle nous en offre une splendide définition.
Le jour se lève c’est la confrontation entre deux camps, deux façons de penser. Mais en définitive c’est une seule et même force qui pousse les gens à craindre et haïr les idées oppo...more
It changes my perception or rather it shows me the other side of lots of things. From war to the issue of courage.
"You think the only battles fought are done so with rifles, and the only wounds that kill draw blood. You think courage is loud, boisterous and proud."
"Within the shadows of honour, courage often walks in silence"
So profound, I'm really quite speechless with the depth of the book and the depth of fee...more
This story is set in post Civil War Texas and Clayton is trying to start up his life again after he is falsely branded (literally) a deserter. ALL of the people he once loved and lived with hate him and threaten him a...more
|What's The Name o...: Romance - Post Civil War South, hero was a conscientious objector and heroine's husband died in the war - she makes him build a monument. [s]||2||99||Apr 10, 2012 06:18PM|
Lorraine Heath has always had a soft spot for emotional love stories. No doubt because growing up, watching movies with her mom, she was taught that the best movies "won't half make you cry."
She is the daughter of a British beauty (her mom won second place in a beauty contest sponsored by Max Factor® durin...more
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-Engraved on the monument Clay built”
"No, you don't."
Meg felt as though he'd just slapped her. "Yes, I do. When you leave this town, I'll go with you."
Narrowing his eyes, he studied her. "Will you marry me?"
"Will you give me children?"
"If I can. Kirk and I were never able to conceive, but if I can have children, I want to have yours."
"In this town that we move to, wherever it is, will you walk down the street with me?"
"Holding my hand?"
"And the hands of my children?"
He unfolded his arms and took a step toward her. She wanted to fling herself into his embrace, but something hard in his eyes stopped her.
"And what happens, Mrs. Warner, when someone you know rides through town and points at me and calls me a yellow-bellied coward? What will you do then? Will you let go of my hand and take my children to the other side of the street? Will you pretend that you haven't kissed me, that you haven't lain with me beneath the stars?" With disgust marring his features, he turned away. "You think I'm a coward. Go home."
"I don't think that. I love you."
He spun around. "You don't believe in that love, you don't believe in me."
"Yes, I do."
He stalked toward her. She backed into the corner and bent her head to meet his infuriated gaze.
"How strongly do you believe in our love?" he asked, his voice ominously low. "If they threatened to strip off your clothes unless you denied our love, would you deny our love?"
He gave her no chance to respond, but continued on, his voice growing deeper and more ragged, as though he were dredging up events from the past.
"If they wouldn't let you sleep until you denied our love, would you deny our love so you could lay your head on a pillow?
"If they stabbed a bayonet into your backside every time your eyes drifted closed, would you deny our love so your flesh wouldn't be pierced?
"If they applied a hot brand to your flesh until you screamed in agony, would you deny our love so they'd take away the iron?
"If they placed you before a firing squad, would you say you didn't love me so they wouldn't shoot you?"
He stepped back and plowed his hands through his hair. "You think I'm a coward. You don't think I have the courage to stand beside you and risk the anger of your father. I'd die before I turned away from anyone or anything I believed in. You won't even walk by my side."
He looked the way she imagined soldiers who had lost a battle probably looked: weary, tired of the fight, disillusioned.
"You don't believe in me," he said quietly. "How can you believe in our love?”