An Agate Gulch Story
When Nettie Hascall’s husband, Jacob, is killed, she knows she must move away in order to make a new life for herself and her two children, Ila and Albert. But tragedy seems to follow the little family to Agate Gulch, and Nettie feels more and more as if she’s running from Fate. The memories of the evil that had almost befallen now-thirteen-year-old Ila resurface with cruel pranks…and then, the unthinkable happens—seven-year-old Albert is kidnapped. But why? And at what should be the most joyous time of the year, Christmas, the heartbreak is almost too much for Nettie to bear. She must find her son—no matter what.
John Flemming also is haunted by memories of things he did that he can never forget. Happiness will never be his, but he finds himself caring for Nettie and her children, and wanting to protect them all. When Albert goes missing, John knows he must break a vow to himself he made long ago—to lay down his guns forever. Now, he must take up his guns again to save Nettie’s young son—no matter the cost to himself. Going after Albert’s kidnappers spells the end of any relationship he might have hoped for with Nettie, but there is no other choice. Once he rescues the boy, he will move on…again.
Nettie and John have lost so much in their lives…can a Christmas miracle bring them the love they both hope for? Can THE GIFT OF FORGIVENESS spell a new beginning for two lonely people?
EXCERPT
"Jacob
Hascall, I stood by you during the trial. I even went along when you made Ila
leave out the real reason for the shooting, but that's no reason to just give
up. You still have a family."
Nettie had been so
tired of doing everything while Jacob sat around just staring at the walls.
Even to herself, she had sounded shrewish—but she could only take so much. Yes,
Jacob was justified in what he'd done. The jury had found him innocent, but the
thought of killing the young man, despite what he had tried to do, seemed to
take everything out of Jacob.
"Nettie,
just leave me alone," Jacob had growled, slamming the door as he left the
kitchen. Later that day, his wagon, with its load going to Leadville, had gone
off the edge of the road and down an embankment. Jacob had fallen to his death,
his neck broken.
Months had gone by since that awful day, but tears flowed
through her fingers today, just as they had almost two years ago. How many
times had the scene played over and over in her head? Was there to be no end to
it? Nettie remembered the last time she saw Jacob alive. Six months later,
she, Ila, and Albert had moved to Agate Gulch. Slowly, she and the children
were putting their lives back on track. Up here, they were far away from the
notoriety of the trial, the threats and the stares of those who hadn't
understood.
Time to stop feeling sorry for myself and get something
done. Nettie dried
her tears.
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