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Giveaway BEHOLD A LONE HORSEMAN
Don't forget to request my historical suspense novel BEHOLD A LONE HORSEMAN
featured in my new Giveway from Jan. 10 -
Feb. 10. I think you'll love this story of Regan Townsend's dauntless quest to become a successful photographer in 1876 Dakota and Colorado Territories, an era dominated by men of foresight. Fearless and gifted, Regan meets these challenges head-on and with the help and love of the dashing and powerful Englishman Aiden Endicott, she carves out her own success and finds enduring love. Excerpt from BEHOLD A LONE
HORSEMAN:
..."She looked up into merry dark eyes. A slender man in a brown frock coat stood in the aisle,waiting for permission to sit.
'Hello, my name is Aiden Endicott. I'm sorry but the seats are filled otherwise.'
Regan glanced around to see if this was true,then embarrassed by her bad manners quickly placed her bag on the
floor. 'Forgive me,I was feeling a bit out of sorts and planned to sit here in
my doldrums all the way to Denver.' She
offered another smile of apology. I'm
Regan Townsend.'
He considered her with a droll
expression that sent amber lights dancing
in his eyes as he eased his long frame
down beside her. 'I promise I won't intrude on your misery.'
'Oh, I wish you would since I'm
behaving like a child, something I won't
allow.' She laughed at her choice of words.
Amusement still filled his eyes,
such a deep brown they appeared practically black.
Aiden Endicott. The name matched
his British accent that had faded a bit
and perhaps mellowed, suggesting he'd not
lived in England for some time.
'You'll no doubt feel a great deal
happier after some rest. You look very
weary. How long have you been traveling?'
The almost tender concern in his
cultured voice made Regan newly conscious
of her cramped muscles, the exhaustion
produced by boredom with the endless hours as much as lack of sleep. 'Nearly
four days. I came from Philadelphia...'
They'd left the station behind by the time she'd finished explaining.
He stroked his chin with long fingers. 'I lived in Philadelphia for several months some years ago. The final
winter before I came West to stay.' His
demeanor grew pensive and he seemed to look into the past....
featured in my new Giveway from Jan. 10 -
Feb. 10. I think you'll love this story of Regan Townsend's dauntless quest to become a successful photographer in 1876 Dakota and Colorado Territories, an era dominated by men of foresight. Fearless and gifted, Regan meets these challenges head-on and with the help and love of the dashing and powerful Englishman Aiden Endicott, she carves out her own success and finds enduring love. Excerpt from BEHOLD A LONE
HORSEMAN:
..."She looked up into merry dark eyes. A slender man in a brown frock coat stood in the aisle,waiting for permission to sit.
'Hello, my name is Aiden Endicott. I'm sorry but the seats are filled otherwise.'
Regan glanced around to see if this was true,then embarrassed by her bad manners quickly placed her bag on the
floor. 'Forgive me,I was feeling a bit out of sorts and planned to sit here in
my doldrums all the way to Denver.' She
offered another smile of apology. I'm
Regan Townsend.'
He considered her with a droll
expression that sent amber lights dancing
in his eyes as he eased his long frame
down beside her. 'I promise I won't intrude on your misery.'
'Oh, I wish you would since I'm
behaving like a child, something I won't
allow.' She laughed at her choice of words.
Amusement still filled his eyes,
such a deep brown they appeared practically black.
Aiden Endicott. The name matched
his British accent that had faded a bit
and perhaps mellowed, suggesting he'd not
lived in England for some time.
'You'll no doubt feel a great deal
happier after some rest. You look very
weary. How long have you been traveling?'
The almost tender concern in his
cultured voice made Regan newly conscious
of her cramped muscles, the exhaustion
produced by boredom with the endless hours as much as lack of sleep. 'Nearly
four days. I came from Philadelphia...'
They'd left the station behind by the time she'd finished explaining.
He stroked his chin with long fingers. 'I lived in Philadelphia for several months some years ago. The final
winter before I came West to stay.' His
demeanor grew pensive and he seemed to look into the past....
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