by Tanya Hanson
Christy and Kenn...A beautiful landscape architect and a rugged cowboy, together on the most perfect Wild West adventure imaginable. A city-slicker wagon train...
Just so all y’all know, Prairie Rose Publications encourages their authors’ careers in every way possible, and this includes supporting us in our releases from other publishers. Next month, Seeing Daylight, the seventh installment of my Hearts Crossing Ranch 8-book contemporary, inspirational series (Pelican Book Group) will release, and I wanted to give a little shout-out already.
To celebrate and get everybody in the mood, I’m giving away an e-copy of book one, Hearts Crossing Ranch. So do please leave an email address along with your comment. I'll share whose name popped out of the Stetson at midnight tonight and contact you by email. Winner's choice of Kindle copy or PDF.
Cowboy Kenn Martin bears the guilt for allowing a coach to ruin his younger brother’s bright athletic future. Feeling unworthy of any happiness, he’s lost his faith in relationships and in God. When he meets Christy Forrest, he begins to hope for redemption but soon learns his past mistakes aren't something she'll easily forgive.
On the Colorado wagon train adventure planned by her late father, landscape designer Christy Forrest seeks to find peace in the nature she loves. However, she can't let go of her anger at the drunk driver who killed her dad—or the woman who did nothing to stop the man from driving. Falling for Kenn Martin begins to lighten her heart…until she realizes the handsome cowboy carries heavy a burden all his own—a burden she’s not sure she can accept.
The boat slid through the silver lake, and Christy felt calm at last. The coffee warmed her through and through, but nothing like the heat of Kenn’s presence across from her. His muscles moved again like magic and music, a sight she’d never tire of whether she stayed on at Hearts Crossing Ranch for Cowboy College after the wagon train, or returned home.
Both possibilities confused her.
“Have you thought about staying on?” Kenn asked casually as if reading her thoughts, “Cowboy College?”
She fought for the correct reply, not wanting to sound eager. Or reluctant. Both emotions scrambled together in her heart. “I can’t deny I’m intrigued. But there’s my job. And my mom.”
“Do you think she’s worried about you? Our no-cell phone rule, I mean.”
“Sure.” Christy shrugged, not liking the thought. Not liking the guilt she felt as not having really thought about Mom for a while. “She worries about everything. And it confuses me so much. She’s supposed to be this strong Christian woman, yet she can’t seem to trust God’s will at all.”
Kenn sighed, long and loud before he replied. “I think I’ve learned faith isn’t some pinnacle you reach where you get to stay forever,” he said finally. “There’s hills and valleys all over the place.”
He gave her a quick, heart-stopping glance before he looked away, as if ready to bare his soul. For a flash, she wondered if he was about to reveal to her the load Kelley had hinted at.
Christy’s voice was soft. “You think you ever reach the pinnacle again? Once you land in a valley?” For some reason, today had her feeling the valley of the shadows might be a thing of the past. Or at least she was on her way upward. It wasn’t mere coincidence or habit, was it, which had her beseech God at the moment she needed Him?
“I don’t know.” Kenn’s forlorn voice touched her heart as both their gazes traveled the shoreline to land on Bragg, busy showing Mitchell how to cast a fly rod. Maybe God had led her here to Hearts Crossing to find her own peace and to help Kennedy Martin regain his faith.