#SaturdaySpotlight: LoRee Peery @loreepeery & #TouchesOfTime
Good Morning Friends!
Well if you didn't get your taxes done yesterday and haven't filed an extension, you get a reprieve! This year the normal deadline of April 15th has been extended to Monday, April 18th due to some Federal holiday I've never even heard of. But hey, it's all good, right?
Fortunately I did mine this past week and got them in the mail yesterday so that monkey is off my back until next year.
Our guest, LoRee Peery is no stranger here. Fellow Pelican Book Group author, she's been featured at least 8 or 9 times over the years since I began this blog. Just last month, she shared something she treasures with us and introduced us to her latest creation, Touches of Time, a fictional account of her father's yet-to-be-solved murder.
Today we're getting a sneak peek into the book!
A decades-old unsolved homicide.
A grieving single mother-to-be.
A cold-case investigator.
Sarah Bishop goes through her deceased mother’s belongings and becomes immersed in the details of her grandfather’s unsolved homicide. Determined to find who was responsible, for the sake of her unborn baby, Sarah vows to seek out the answers her mother had failed to find.
Cold Case Investigator Ford Melcher is intrigued by Sarah’s dogged drive to solve the old mystery. His current case has reached a frustrating dead end, but he comes to believe it is somehow linked to Sarah’s quest. His desire to protect her from further hurt is put to the test, especially when he has secrets he’d rather not disclose.
Answers could remain elusive as to who struck Sarah’s grandfather and left him in a ditch. Will the search for those answers open doors for her to discover the life God planned? Can she accept that plan if it includes a man who wasn’t forthright with information?
Excerpt:
The walk to the park took more effort than ever.Sarah left the trail for her favored picnic table, fanning and flapping her shirt away from her body to dispel the heat. She sank onto the bench with a sigh.Her mother’s last days, followed by what she called her celebration of life, had kept Sarah too busy for strolling outside her apartment complex. She’d missed summer, teeming with new growth. Did nature grieve?She closed her eyes to clear the fog, and sought warmth from the sun.A thud on the table snapped open Sarah’s eyes. She covered her rounded stomach with one hand and batted away an intrusive soccer ball with the other.“Sorry about that.” A buff guy with a killer grin toed the ball from midair, and then dribbled it away, running backwards.Their gazes remained locked until one of his buddies called, “Hey, Melcher, the game’s this way.”I need to close my gaping mouth and quit gawking. If I had a man like that around, I’d be inclined to rejoin the living.Since he caught her eye, did that mean she rode the swell of coming out of her funk?Events marched on whether she took an active role or not. Her brow tightened. She must be waking up to notice the hunky guy, sweat and all. He had to belong to some lucky woman.His renewed attention drew her back to his wet black hair and brilliant blue eyes, increasing her pulse rate. Her breath hitched as though he sent invisible vibes through the summer air.Forget taking another look. He had a life. She had a life. Sarah inhaled as deeply as she could and forced herself to break connection with his magnetic pull. Sliding across the table bench, she turned her back and wished for her waistline to return. She sauntered the way she’d come, grinned and grunted at the idea of taking the path closer to term. The mental picture of her waddling would be worth the trouble, since she’d soon have a baby to love and nurture. The prospect lightened her heart.Love and nurture. Mom’s words. Family had mattered so much to Mom.Sarah sniffed. Time to somehow scrounge up the energy to check on the status of a job assignment she’d put on hold.Digging into Mom’s writings had crowded in on Sarah’s call to return to work. Would Mom’s words bring back the flood of tears, or give her comfort?“I need to snap out of it. Baby and I will soon be a whole new family unit.” Somehow, I’ll tackle that promise I made you, Mom.
Touches of Time can be purchased at Amazon and Barnes and Noble.
Christian romance author LoRee Peery strives to remember the Lord’s redeeming grace each day when she surveys her sense of place in Him and where He has placed her. She clings to I John 5:4 and prays her blended family and dozen grandchildren see that faith. HerFrivolities Series and other publications are available at Pelican Book Group.
Find out more about LoRee by visiting her website,Amazon author page, GoodReads page, Facebook, and Twitter
Well friends, I hope you enjoyed today's spotlight.
Check back weekly for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and more Saturday Spotlights!
Until next time....take care and God Bless. PamT
Well if you didn't get your taxes done yesterday and haven't filed an extension, you get a reprieve! This year the normal deadline of April 15th has been extended to Monday, April 18th due to some Federal holiday I've never even heard of. But hey, it's all good, right?
Fortunately I did mine this past week and got them in the mail yesterday so that monkey is off my back until next year.
Our guest, LoRee Peery is no stranger here. Fellow Pelican Book Group author, she's been featured at least 8 or 9 times over the years since I began this blog. Just last month, she shared something she treasures with us and introduced us to her latest creation, Touches of Time, a fictional account of her father's yet-to-be-solved murder.
Today we're getting a sneak peek into the book!
A decades-old unsolved homicide.A grieving single mother-to-be.
A cold-case investigator.
Sarah Bishop goes through her deceased mother’s belongings and becomes immersed in the details of her grandfather’s unsolved homicide. Determined to find who was responsible, for the sake of her unborn baby, Sarah vows to seek out the answers her mother had failed to find.
Cold Case Investigator Ford Melcher is intrigued by Sarah’s dogged drive to solve the old mystery. His current case has reached a frustrating dead end, but he comes to believe it is somehow linked to Sarah’s quest. His desire to protect her from further hurt is put to the test, especially when he has secrets he’d rather not disclose.
Answers could remain elusive as to who struck Sarah’s grandfather and left him in a ditch. Will the search for those answers open doors for her to discover the life God planned? Can she accept that plan if it includes a man who wasn’t forthright with information?
Excerpt:
The walk to the park took more effort than ever.Sarah left the trail for her favored picnic table, fanning and flapping her shirt away from her body to dispel the heat. She sank onto the bench with a sigh.Her mother’s last days, followed by what she called her celebration of life, had kept Sarah too busy for strolling outside her apartment complex. She’d missed summer, teeming with new growth. Did nature grieve?She closed her eyes to clear the fog, and sought warmth from the sun.A thud on the table snapped open Sarah’s eyes. She covered her rounded stomach with one hand and batted away an intrusive soccer ball with the other.“Sorry about that.” A buff guy with a killer grin toed the ball from midair, and then dribbled it away, running backwards.Their gazes remained locked until one of his buddies called, “Hey, Melcher, the game’s this way.”I need to close my gaping mouth and quit gawking. If I had a man like that around, I’d be inclined to rejoin the living.Since he caught her eye, did that mean she rode the swell of coming out of her funk?Events marched on whether she took an active role or not. Her brow tightened. She must be waking up to notice the hunky guy, sweat and all. He had to belong to some lucky woman.His renewed attention drew her back to his wet black hair and brilliant blue eyes, increasing her pulse rate. Her breath hitched as though he sent invisible vibes through the summer air.Forget taking another look. He had a life. She had a life. Sarah inhaled as deeply as she could and forced herself to break connection with his magnetic pull. Sliding across the table bench, she turned her back and wished for her waistline to return. She sauntered the way she’d come, grinned and grunted at the idea of taking the path closer to term. The mental picture of her waddling would be worth the trouble, since she’d soon have a baby to love and nurture. The prospect lightened her heart.Love and nurture. Mom’s words. Family had mattered so much to Mom.Sarah sniffed. Time to somehow scrounge up the energy to check on the status of a job assignment she’d put on hold.Digging into Mom’s writings had crowded in on Sarah’s call to return to work. Would Mom’s words bring back the flood of tears, or give her comfort?“I need to snap out of it. Baby and I will soon be a whole new family unit.” Somehow, I’ll tackle that promise I made you, Mom.
Touches of Time can be purchased at Amazon and Barnes and Noble.
Christian romance author LoRee Peery strives to remember the Lord’s redeeming grace each day when she surveys her sense of place in Him and where He has placed her. She clings to I John 5:4 and prays her blended family and dozen grandchildren see that faith. HerFrivolities Series and other publications are available at Pelican Book Group.Find out more about LoRee by visiting her website,Amazon author page, GoodReads page, Facebook, and Twitter
Well friends, I hope you enjoyed today's spotlight.
Check back weekly for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and more Saturday Spotlights!
Until next time....take care and God Bless. PamT
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