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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.


Peggy Probus

3 comments posted.

Re: March With Me (1:50pm April 8, 2013):

As a resident of Alabama and a teenager during the 60's I
can remember a lot of that time. I saw black people being
stuck with cattle prods on our courthouse yard. I was
working in a small soda fountain in a drugstore when people
came in, lay down and cover the floor. I remember separate
public bathrooms for blacks and whites. I saw Paul Newman
visit to help the people being mistreated. I graduated from
high school the last year before intergration and there were
no blacks in the nursing school I attended. When I was a
student at this Catholic hospital all the black patients
were in a basement ward. It was a long time before I had the
chance to really get to know and have black friends.

Re: March With Me (1:48pm April 8, 2013):

As a resident of Alabama and a teenager during the 60's I
can remember a lot of that time. I saw black people being
stuck with cattle prods on our courthouse yard. I was
working in a small soda fountain in a drugstore when people
came in, lay down and cover the floor. I remember separate
public bathrooms for blacks and whites. I saw Paul Newman
visit to help the people being mistreated. I graduated from
high school the last year before graduation and there were
no blacks in the nursing school I attended. When I was a
student at this Catholic hospital all the black patients
were in a basement ward. It was a long time before I had the
chance to really get to know and have black friends.

Re: The Last Rising (9:12pm September 18, 2011):

This is absolutely the best prize I've seen offered on this site. If I could win this I would definitely be saying hmm...

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