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Hope Springs #1 Romance, Women's Fiction Excerpt of Finding Home by Lois Greiman"So..." The stranger's voice was low and edged with something that might have been animosity. On the other hand, it could very well have been amusement. ""How's it going?" She narrowed her eyes, then, as exhausted neurons began to fire with steadier regularity, she tilted her head and tried to see past the brim of the intruder's cowboy hat. A slanted, too familiar grin peeked out at her. "Hey Case," he said and pushed up his Stetson to reveal dark coffee eyes. Relief and irritation sluiced through her in equal measures. "Holy Hannah!" She was barely able to manage that much as she lifted her pseudo weapon toward her stuttering heart. "You scared the life out of me." Richard Colton Dickenson removed his hat, placed it on the left knee of his frayed jeans and grinned. "Holy Hannah? Don't tell me you still haven't learned to cuss, Case." "I can cuss just..." She shook her head, finding the noΓ’β¬βnonsense course she had vowed to follow. "I thought you were in Abilene or Las Vegas or hell...or something." Excerpt from Finding Home by Lois Greiman |
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