After his wife’s betrayal and years on the Western Front in Europe, Will Connor has lost his faith in humanity and has no use for love. He’s content in his bitterness. That is, until the holiday season brings him face to face with little Meggie Barrow. Meghan isn’t so little anymore, but she still looks at him like he lassoed the moon and set it in place. But what can a broken man who has lost his soul offer a beautiful young woman with more heart than anyone he’s ever met?
Meghan Barrow has loved William Connor since she was ten years old. She’s endured years of watching him marry a woman who didn’t love him, and more years of worrying about him when he leaves Wyoming to fight another country’s war. Now that the handsome cowboy is back, Meghan is determined to fill Will’s life with joy, and prove he’s all the man she needs.
With the help of friends and a Christmas stroll, these hearts might learn to walk through life together.
Will raced toward his son’s cries, the pounding of his horse’s hooves rumbled like boulders bringing down part of the mountains. His blood roared through his brain until his eyes burned and narrowed in on a lake in the distance. A black shadow burst through the frozen surface holding a smaller shadow. The distant forms bobbed then disappeared as though sucked below by an underground twister.
Without even a “whoa”, Will jumped from his mount, his feet clawing for purchase on the frozen earth even as he forced them forward.
“Benjamin! Pa! Benjamin!”
Neither his father nor son appeared above the ice. Will released his wool coat from his arms, tossing it aside and dived in…
Will jack-knifed up in bed, his body frozen with terror and his heart ripped open with an old pain. He’d give anything to have a flashback of the battlefields of the Western Front compared to this ever-occurring nightmare. Always just a minute away…and a minute too late.