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Love, Danger, Homecomings & Heart β€” Your June Reading Escape Starts Here

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One disastrous night. One devastating man. One diabolical proposition.


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He’s stubborn. She’s tougher. His kid? Already picked the bride.


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A small-town second chance wrapped in danger, desire, and Sharon Sala heart.


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She came home to save the ranch… and found the cowboy she never forgot.


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From reality TV heartbreak to real-life reinvention.


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A missing twin. A deadly cartel. One K-9 team caught in the crossfire.


Sara Studebaker

1 comment posted.

Re: Tomb With A View (6:27pm July 20, 2010):

I DO believe in spooks...I DO believe in spooks...I DO believe in spooks...LOL! Seriously, I always "sensed" things in the old farmhouse on the farm where I grew up (the grandparents lived there). I remember practicing piano and actually stopping to turn around because I just KNEW someone was there watching/listening. I also felt things in the other farmhouse where my family lived, but couldn't "rationalize" it...I knew people died in Grandma's house, but not in mine. Fast forward to the summer I got married (I was 33) when my dad gave me a book about the children of my great-great-grandparents. I was stunned to learn that "our house" was the Grandmother's or Mother-in-law house built when my great-grandfather married (he was the youngest of 16), for his parents...and that my great-great-grandparents did die in that house!

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