Wednesday, March 27, 2019

BACKLASH by Karyn Good #OnSale

My friend Karyn Good writes really great romantic suspense, and book one in her Aspen Lake series is on sale for .99 cents until April 5, 2019. Check it out! 


Blurb:

What he's sworn to protect, she's willing to sacrifice to save those she loves...

When dedicated teacher Lily Wheeler interrupts a vicious gang attack on one of her students, she vows it won't happen again. But her rash interference puts her in the path of a cold-blooded killer and the constable tracking him-a man she has little reason to trust, but can never forget.

Constable Chase Porter returned to Aspen Lake to see justice done, not renew old acquaintances. But when he rescues the woman he once loved from a volatile situation, he realizes his feelings for Lily haven't lessened over the years.

Now, the dangerous killer Chase has sworn to capture has Lily in his sights. Can Chase and Lilly learn to trust each other again before it's too late-or will old insecurities jeopardize their future?


Excerpt:

Chase rubbed at the grinding ache settling in at the base of his skull. Gang violence showing up in the tranquility capital of the world proved what law enforcement knew for a fact: gang activity was escalating in both rural and urban districts. The infestation extended across the country. Controlling it was like trying to shovel a hill of shit with a teaspoon. Raphael Tessier seldom left the cover of his hill. His appearance in Aspen Lake was an anomaly. Chase needed to know what had necessitated the out of character move. And what a scrawny teenage boy had to do with any of it? Or his teacher?

He paused in the open doorway and studied the five feet, six inches of complication seated at the battered metal table. His jaw clenched as Lily tucked a strawberry blond curl behind her ear. After a span of ten years the girl-next-door look she had going on still had the power to muddle with his brain. Instead of focusing on the bad guys every taste bud he owned was salivating; each fingertip was coveting a touch.

It was bloody demoralizing.

Fantasizing didn’t have any place in his game plan. He needed to strategize. He had zero time for small town, freckle-faced schoolteachers who smelled like blue sky, wheat fields, and the toughest decision he’d ever made. He cleared his throat and pushed away from the doorframe. Time to put his money where his mouth was.

"Lily."

She flinched at the sound. He gestured to a chair across from her, waited for her nod of permission. And because he’d morphed into a pathetic loser, he noted the slow slide of her tongue over her bottom lip, the skittish eye movements, along with the infinitesimal head bob. He tossed the file he’d been holding onto the table between them. The slap of sound calmed his nerves as he settled into the chair.

“Can I get you anything?” Coffee, tea, protective bubble wrap.

She lifted up the disposable cup in front of her. “No, thank you.”

"Where's Jason?” He shifted on the hard seat. “Is he all right?"”

"He's on his way to the doctor's."

"Okay. Then what can you tell me about the confrontation in the parking lot?"

"Shouldn't we wait for one of the officers before getting into that?"

"Right now, I'm it."

"I don't understand." Her fingers tightened around her cup, and the resulting pop from the pressure filled the small space. She glanced back at the door, all confusion, and he knew she was hoping for some kind of intervention. For someone else to join them, anyone else. "What do you have to do with all this? Why are you back here?"

Stalling, he settled his arms on the tabletop. She didn't trust him. He also got she was the last person she'd want dropping back into her life. The file between them held some of her answers. There rest were buried so deep inside him, it made ignoring them all part of the routine.

He offered her an anemic look of confusion. “Here?”

“Yes. Here. In this room. In Aspen Lake. In the parking lot of my school.” She spread her hands out and motioned around her. “Here!” She averted her gaze and inhaled a deep breath before spotlighting him, apprehension darkening her eyes, deepening the blue color. 

“My job.” To him, it was that simple.

“Your job?”

“I’ve been transferred to the Aspen Lake detachment.”

“You’re a cop?” Her look of skepticism said it all. The air of disbelief pricked at his ego and he shifted in his chair. Like all the times in fifth grade when his teacher, Miss Carlisle, had asked him why he had no lunch. Had asked questions about his father.

“Is that so hard to believe?” He had worked his ass off to get where he was, and he was a damned good cop. The work he did with the Combined Forces Special Enforcement Unit, and his reputation, proved his dedication to his job. None of which she’d be aware of, or care about if she did. When he burnt a bridge, the only thing he left behind was ash.

Buy BACKLASH here!




Friday, March 22, 2019

#NewRelease: THE NIGHT HOUSE by J.C. McKenzie

J.C. McKenzie joins me today with her new urban fantasy THE NIGHT HOUSE. J.C. writes kick-ass heroines and to-die-for heroes so I'm sure this is a great read. She's also got a Rafflecopter giveaway, so make sure to enter. Please welcome J.C. McKenzie!


Blurb:
What would you pay for your freedom?

Caught by a powerful lord from the alternate realm of Arkavia, Taya’s offered the chance to avenge the dead, save her home world, and win her freedom.

Her days of stealing supplies and surviving among the remnants of Earth are over, but can she afford the price of Lord Thane’s deal?

Excerpt:

The Tarka held perfectly still, gray gaze flashing, white-blond hair shining under the setting sun. He looked like a warrior angel sent to Earth to smite the pest-like humans.

She clutched her staff and brought it up with numb fingers.

He raised a dark eyebrow. “You plan to fight me with a stick?”

“I can hand it over and tell you what to do with it, if you promise to follow directions.” She moved the stick slowly. Not fast enough to give away her skill, but enough to warm her wrists and get blood flowing back into her limbs.

“I’ll take option number one, thank you,” he said.

“Fine with me. I’d prefer anything to becoming your next sacrifice.” They’d never confirmed the Arkavians were responsible for the bloody sacrifice they’d stumbled on, but no crazy magical beasts had roamed the forest since the portal opened, so they made an assumption. She glanced behind her at the trees and George’s exposed foot. What the hell had the Tarka done to him?

“He’s incapacitated. You won’t find any help from him.”

Taya snarled while her mind raced. The man hadn’t used any magic yet. Maybe he didn’t have any. Maybe only some of the blondes had power. Could she outrun him? She wasn’t fast, but he was bulky with muscle, and wore lightweight armour and a heavy cloak to stave off the damp cold.

Where would she run to? She couldn’t lead him to the others, and she couldn’t survive long in the woods without supplies.

The man cocked his head, studying her and probably reading every thought screaming through her head. “Sacrifice? Exactly what kind of fantasies have your kind concocted about us?”

“I would hardly call them fantasies.”

“What would you call them, then?”

“Nightmares.” Duh.

He nodded. “Is this where you tell me my evil ways are done?”

“I’m not sure. Is this where you make some grand speech about ridding the world of my kind or do you plan to preach about the superiority of your race and how you deserve to leach off our planet?”

“I’m waiting for you to finish warming up so we can get on with it.”

She fumbled and almost dropped the staff.

Buy Links:


Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/the-night-house-1


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About the Author:



J. C. McKenzie is a book-loving, gumboot-wearing, unapologetic science geek. She's the author of the Carus Series, an urban fantasy five-book saga published by the Wild Rose Press. Born and raised on the West Coast, J. C. sets the majority of her books in the Lower Mainland of British Columbia, Canada. She writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance with sassy heroines and brutish, alpha-type men.

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Tuesday, March 12, 2019

Kristina Knight's Moonlight Match Recipe!

I'm really happy to welcome my friend Kristina Knight to Journeys with Jana. Kristi and I are blog sisters over at Word Wranglers (http://wordwranglers.blogspot.com) She's part of a new series called Resort to Romance. Her novella, MOONLIGHT MATCH, releases today. Yay!  Take it away, Kristi!



Hi, readers! I love to bake – even more than I love to cook. Baking fills our home with delicious smells, and the prep time is always filled with the anticipation of how things will taste once they’re all together. Cakes, brownies, pies, cookies. I’ve tried almost everything.

For my new book, Moonlight Match, I wanted to try something different – at least for me! So I scoured recipe books and watched a LOT of The Great British Bake-Off. And then I saw a meme on Facebook that reminded me of a cake I couldn’t get enough of the one time my mom made it. It was soon after a visit to my great-grandmother in North Carolina. It's served at a lot of hog roasts in the south (which a lot of Southerners call 'pig pickins'). The cake was sweet and fluffy and light and one piece was just not enough. That’s when I knew the kind of cake Aster and Ethan would bake for the cake decorating contest on Joy Island. Of course, being a baker, Aster had to start from scratch. Here’s the recipe:

Pig Pickin' Cake

Cake Ingredients:

½ cup butter
1 ½ cups sugar
2 eggs
1 ½ tsp vanilla
3 cups flour
2 ¼ tsp baking powder
A pinch of salt
1 ½ cups 2% milk
11 oz can of mandarin oranges, drained and chopped

Whipped Topping Ingredients:

1 pkg Vanilla Instant pudding
12 oz can of crushed pineapple, mostly drained
9 oz Cool Whip

Whipped topping directions:

In a medium mixing bowl, stir together the vanilla pudding and crushed pineapple. When well blended, add in the Cool Whip, stirring until mixed well.

Baking Directions:

Preheat oven to 325. Mix butter and sugar until fluffy, then add eggs and vanilla. Next, add in the flour a spoonful at a time until it’s mixed in. Add in the baking powder, then the milk and then the Mandarin oranges. Once mixed together, pour batter into three round cake pans and bake for 25 minutes. Remove from oven and then remove from the cake pans and place the cakes on a wire rack to cool. Once cooled, place the first round cake on a cake server and frost. Lay the next round cake, frost and repeat. Once all three layers are together, frost around the outside. Serve. Remember to store the leftovers in the refrigerator.

My family recipe uses a boxed yellow cake mix rather than the from-scratch white cake that Aster baked in the book, and that’s okay. I’ve actually tried both and they’re quite similar. The traditional recipe, from my Aunt Lucy who lived in New Bern, NC:

1 Golden Cake Mix
4 eggs
½ cup oil (or butter)
11 oz Mandarin Oranges, drained and chopped

Mix these ingredients together and follow the baking instructions above. The whipped topping recipe above is my family recipe, as are the baking directions. I hope you love this cake as much as I do!

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Moonlight Match
Series: Resort to Romance
Author: Kristina Knight

Buy Links:
AMZ – http://www.amzn.com/ B07MVMZWHN
Book Website Link: http://kristinaknightbooks.com/books/moonlight-match/

Blurb: 

Get ready for ten weeks of romance in the Bahamas with a new series brought to you by some of the best authors in the inspirational and sweet romance genres…

Ten delightful - and standalone - novellas linked by one matchmaking week. You’ll want to devour each one!

Moonlight Match

Aster Harrington believes in love but love doesn’t seem to believe in her. She’s hoping Goldie and Ginny, the matchmakers who’ve matched on two generations of Harringtons, can work a little love magic for her…

Some call Ethan Talbot rigid, but he prefers to think of himself as prepared. Unfortunately, when he’s matched with Aster Harrington at Joy Island’s Matchmaking Week, all those carefully prepared plans go out the window. He can get back to finding a suitable wife once he’s home in New York. After all, how much damage can one week in the Bahamas do to his plans?

RESORT TO ROMANCE SERIES

It’s Matchmaking Week at an all-inclusive resort on a private island in the Bahamas. Each guest has been expertly paired and is here to enjoy one full week with their match. While there’s no money-back guarantee on the paid trip, the participants are guaranteed to find love!

A Meddled Match by Jill Kemerer
A Messed-Up Match by Jessica R. Patch
Met Her Match by Susan L. Tuttle
Moonlight Match by Kristina Knight
Unexpected Match by Constance Phillips
Match Me If You Can by Krista Phillips
Mismatched Melody by Jodie Bailey
A Match for Mr. Write by Jennifer Shirk
Rematched by Julie Jarnagin
Match You Like Crazy by Johnnie Alexander

AUTHOR BIO: 

Kristina Knight began her writing career as a radio and television journalist, working for NBC affiliates throughout the midwest as a reporter, anchor, and producer. After covering everything from a serial killer’s capture to the National Finals Rodeo, she decided to leave the TV biz in favor of writing stories she was passionate about.

Today, Kristina is a freelance writer as well as published romance author. She writes about family/parenting, covers entertainment news, and writes content for a small business website in her non-fiction hours. During her fiction time, she writes romances filled with great characters, fun communities, and always with a happily ever after.

In her personal life, Kristina is a wife, mom, and author, living her happily ever after one deadline at a time. A life-long Midwesterner, Kristina has lived in Missouri, Nebraska, and Ohio, where she job-hopped her way through college before eventually landing in the world of journalism. After a ten-year career reporting and producing news for several NBC affiliates, she traded in her journalism cap for yoga pants. She now writes stories that always end in happily ever after.

Kristina writes sassy contemporary romance novels; her books have appeared on Kindle Best Seller Lists. She loves hearing from readers, so feel free to email her!

LINKS:

Author Links:
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Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/kristinaknightbooks
Instagram: http://www.instagram.com/kristinaknightbooks
Twitter: @AuthorKristina (https://twitter.com/AuthorKristina)
G+: https://plus.google.com/u/0/+KristinaKnightAuthor
PIN: http://www.pinterest.com/authorkristina
GR: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5827833.Kristina_Knight

Retailer Links/retailer author profiles:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Kristina-Knight/e/B0081LO6DM/
BB: https://www.bookbub.com/profile/kristina-knight


Friday, March 8, 2019

Jean Grant Has 2 New Releases!

Jean Grant is a very busy writer! She currently has two new releases, one an historical romance with paranormal elements and the other a contemporary romance novella. I'm pleased to feature both of them today. Welcome Jean Grant!



A HUNDRED BREATHS

Healing his heart…with her last breath.

1263, Scotland

Simon MacCoinneach’s vengeance runs deep. The blade is the only way to end the blood-thirsty Nordmen’s reign upon Scottish soil. His soul might be lost, but the mystical Healer he kidnaps from the isles could be the answer for his ailing mother…and his heart.

Isles-born Gwyn reluctantly agrees to a marriage alliance with this heathen Scot in return for the sanctuary of her younger brother from her abusive Norse father. Her brother’s condition is beyond the scope of her Ancient power, for larger healings steal breaths of life from her own body.

As Simon and Gwyn fight to outwit her madman father and a resentful Norse betrothed, Gwyn softens Simon’s heart with each merciful touch. Gwyn’s Seer sister foresees a bloody battle—and an end to the Nordmen—but Simon will also die. Will Gwyn save Simon on the battlefield even if it means losing her last breath?

Excerpt:

“I’m your wife, and still I am guarded?”

Simon shrugged though she couldn’t see. He’d given up on excuses. “What must I do to prove I won’t flee? I signed your marriage contract. I said my vows.” Her voice broke on those words.

Was she crying? He laid the tray of food on her table and approached. He didn’t touch her, as much as he wanted to link his arm within hers as they’d done during their walks. He reached inside his ganache and withdrew her small, simple dagger. Unadorned with jewels or carvings, it possessed a bone hilt and a blade worn from use. Likely from tree limbs, flowers, and household use. His smith had sharpened it and cleaned the hilt.

“Here,” he said, placing it in her lap. Gildy had retrieved the sheath from Gwyn’s laundered gown.
Gwyn stared at it, her fingertips dancing butterfly wings hovering over the hilt. After a moment, she drew her hand around it and pulled it from its leather sheath. She rose and whirled on him, the dagger pointed out before her, barely pressing into his chest.

He didn’t retreat as he met her fiery, misty gaze.

She made no move to remove the dagger’s tip.

Buy Links, A HUNDRED BREATHS:

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AND...

Soul of the Storm - a contemporary romance novella, part of the Deerbourne Inn series from The Wild Rose Press


Blurb:

Will love help her summit one more peak?

Charlotte MacGregor lost the thrill of conquering mountains five years ago when her sister disappeared on a hiking adventure without her. Still guilt-ridden, Charlotte heads for a vacation to rustic Vermont with a friend—where she's surrounded by reminders of her devastating loss and plagued with unanswered questions.

Matiu Christiansen is an outdoors buff. He works multiple jobs to save for his dream of owning an outfitter in New Zealand. He's never quite felt at home in the United States and he yearns for his Maori roots, but his attraction to Charlotte puts a kink in his plans to move home later this year.

Thrown together by coincidence, Charlotte and Matiu form a kindred bond through their shared love of the outdoors. Can Charlotte surmount her demons to assist Matiu on a rescue when a late-season snowstorm hits? And can Matiu help Charlotte heal from the pain of the past?

Excerpt:

She went to feel her ring on her finger with her thumb…but the ring wasn’t there. That old habit would not die even years later.

A dog bark intruded. The man crossed to the back door. “Reka, sweet girl, take your nap. Only a few hours here and then home, okay?” He spoke to her like a father to a toddler. The dog barked again.
“A swim and walk this morning weren’t enough for you?”

He approached the dog, petted it, and whispered affections.

Charlotte made a soundless “Aww” and kept perusing.

The man returned, nearer. Residual sweat traced his brow. He pointed to a selection of books in the middle. “These are the best. Depends on what you’re looking for. Honest reviews or glorified fantasies?”

“Honest reviews, always.”

He stroked a hand through his neck-length black hair, the longer top layer falling over his forehead. He squatted and withdrew a few books from the lower shelf. “You could go with the popular or famous names, sure, but I like these authors.” He handed her one.

A book on South America sat in her hands. She muttered, “Thanks. Don’t need that one.”

“Oh, already been there, eh? All good, all good.” He took it and shoved it back on the shelf. “Where do your dreams lie then?”

She swallowed. No, I wasn’t there in that way. I was supposed to have been there. Five years ago. 
Instead she said, “Well, Vermont for now.”

“You’re in luck. I’m from Willow Springs.”


Blog Post:

Ten things about me:
1. I am a lip balm addict.
2. I’ve visited all the places in these two new books – so far. Vermont, Scotland, New Zealand.
3. My favorite word is “resplendent”
4. I love coffee in all shapes and forms.
5. My goal is to climb each of the highest peaks in each state of New England. So far: Mt. Mansfield (VT), Mt. Greylock (MA), Mt. Washington (NH), and Mt. Katahdin/Baxter Peak (ME).
6. I love flowers of all types and have extensive perennial gardens that I baby each year. Except for hostas. My favorites: lupine, day lilies, hibiscus.
7. My writing desk is in a corner of my children’s playroom.
8. I love Post-its (especially hot pink), and gel red pens.
9. I can write just about anywhere – desk, kitchen counter, couch, coffee shop, AMC hiking hut on the top of Mt. Washington…
10. I live in New England where it is winter for half the year…and I do not enjoy winter.

Author Bio:



Jean’s background is in science and she draws from her interests in history, nature, and her family for inspiration. She writes historical and contemporary romances and women’s fiction. She also writes articles for family-oriented travel magazines. When she’s not writing or chasing children, she enjoys tending to her flower gardens, hiking, and doing just about anything in the outdoors.

Social Media links:
Website   https://www.jeanmgrant.com/
Twitter   https://twitter.com/JeanGrant05
Facebook  https://www.facebook.com/jeanmgrantauthor/
Goodreads  https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16582543.Jean_M_Grant
Bookbub  https://www.bookbub.com/authors/jean-m-grant
Amazon Author Page  https://www.amazon.com/Jean-M.-Grant/e/B0728KFXP9/


Tuesday, March 5, 2019

Full Girlfriend Experience by Dana Ross: Blog Tour



Full Girlfriend Experience
By Dana Ross

Dana is giving away 2 Full Girlfriend Experience ebooks during the tour. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember there is a chance to enter everyday so be sure to follow the Blog Tour. You may find the tour schedule and locations here: https://goo.gl/4Zd12n 


 About Full Girlfriend Experience:

When DC Madam Faith Crawley receives a call from former client, Senator William Drummond, it's the answer to her prayers. The money the dirty politician offers her to smear his rival Finn Billings will save Faith's business, her lifestyle, and her girls.

Raised in the shadow of a political magnate, Finn Billings has the credentials to get the job done, but he lacks confidence and wonders if politics is truly the life he desires.

Using the fa├žade of her front business, a PR firm, Faith turns Finn into a political powerhouse while obtaining the evidence Drummond needs to destroy Finn's political chances. But Faith didn't plan on falling in love with her mark.

Now she has the toughest decision ever—give the sleazy senator incriminating photos of Finn to save her business or give up everything for the sake of love.
   Genre: Romantic Suspense Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

Buy Links:
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Excerpt:

In the biz, your word was golden, and there were rules that had to be upheld. White lies were acceptable, but there were certain lines one never crossed. Keep data in code, shield clients’ privacy, and, most importantly, protect the girls. At all costs. I’d always honored these precepts to the best of my abilities. It helped me stay afloat while other madams sank like flat tires in the Anacostia River.

Yet there I was after one free lunch, considering a partnership with a man who didn’t deserve to lick my stilettoes. Why? Was it the champagne? Drummond’s smooth tongue? The fact that creditors were calling on a regular basis? Whatever the reason, I couldn’t dismiss him until I exhausted every option.

Unfortunately, I only had one.

Even worse, she hated my guts.


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About the Author:


After leaving her career teaching gemology, Caryn DeVincenti, who writes as Dana Ross, moved to the sunshine state to become a full-time writer. She earned her MFA in Creative Writing at Wilkes University and is the regional director of the Florida Writers Association, Palm Beach County. When not writing, Caryn nurtures her social media addiction, dances (poorly) to loud ’80s music, and plays chase with her insane Cairn terrier.







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Friday, March 1, 2019

Last Day of CHILD OF MINE Blog Tour!


Today's the last day of my blog tour, but I get to end on a high note with my stops here:

Jazzy Book Reviews      

              

If you've been following on my tour, Thank You! And thank you to all the amazing blogs who've hosted me this week!

Misty Simon shares her #NewRelease - LIV AND BREATHE

Misty Simon is my guest today with her latest contemporary romance LIV AND BREATHE, published by The Wild Rose Press. I'm happy to offer a sneak peak. Welcome, Misty!



Blurb:

Olivia Jameson runs a summer camp called Breathe, giving inner-city kids a chance to see a different life. When the man who owned the camp died, leaving his dream to his son, Liv took charge, and the work means the world to her.

As far as Alex Campbell is concerned, the camp is a hands-off tax write-off. But when Liv calls because her boys are accused of property damage, Alex returns to the place he hasn't called home since age twelve…and to a girl he barely remembers, now a woman who stirs him like no city sophisticates ever have.

This is Liv's livelihood, her mission, her dream. Sharing it with a man who doesn't understand the impact is frustrating. But as he begins learning truths that were hidden from him, both Liv and Alex may have a change of heart. Can Liv open up her life one more time to love?

Excerpt:

The clink and clatter of silverware in the busy diner did nothing to block out the thoughts churning through Olivia Jameson’s head. She had made the call earlier this morning, and now she would have to live with the consequences. Hoping she’d survive the experience, she had her doubts it would be easy.

“What can I get you, hon?” Betty, the owner of Petri’s Dish, asked with pad and pencil in hand.

“Just coffee.” At the thought of the storm she may have created, Liv’s shoulders drooped.

Betty’s eyes narrowed behind her thick glasses. “Tell me what’s wrong. You never just order coffee, especially when I have my pineapple salsa pancakes on the Specials board.” Her hand went to her hip, while her expression became mutinous. “So you’re not still worrying about that little ruckus over at the Beckham farm, are you? I told you it would all blow over.”

Unfortunately, it wasn’t blowing over. In fact, it had just gotten a whole lot bigger. “They’re pressing charges.” It was as simple and as complicated as that.

“What?” Bustling around the counter, Betty plopped down on the stool next to Liv. A crowd began to gather the second she did. She never sat down for anything, not even when she wasn’t working. “You better tell me what in the world is going on, right now.”

No matter what she said or did at this point, Liv knew the entire story was going to come out soon enough. Such was life in a community their size. Sometimes she wished she lived in Kissinger, the next town over, where everyone seemed to mind their own business.

She might as well take a chance and tell her side before Mr. High and Mighty came rolling into town—if he could unglue himself from his society life long enough to take any interest.

“Some boys in town say they saw my boys over in Beckham’s pastures trying to tip over cows. When these town kids came along, they said they spooked the camp boys, who took off running. According to the accusers, that’s how the fence was broken and how the alpacas got out and ran away. Beckham still hasn’t found two of them.”

By this time, there was a solid crowd of about twenty people hemming Liv and Betty in at the counter. As much as Liv appreciated the looks of outrage for her camp boys, and for the situation in general, she didn’t blame the Beckhams for pressing charges. Especially with the graffiti Mr. Beckham had told her was spray-painted on the side of his barn.

She just couldn’t wrap her head around the idea that her boys would do something so destructive when they knew the consequences and the punishment for not toeing the line.

“I don’t believe it,” Betty declared, and had the majority of the other people agreeing with her both verbally and by nodding their heads. “There’s no way the boys at Breathe would jeopardize their time here by doing something so stupid.”

Liv would have said the same thing to her boss, Alex Campbell, this morning if he’d picked up his phone. Instead she’d left him a message asking him to please come to the farm, and she’d explain when he got here. It would be far better to handle this face to face. That way she could plead the case for her boys and make him understand more easily than she could convey over email. She didn’t want him here, but she wasn’t able to figure out a way to avoid it.

“I agree,” Liv said to the diner at large, but worry still pulled her eyebrows together. “The problem is how do I prove it? I don’t want to accuse anyone else, and I can’t prove without a shadow of a doubt that the boys were all in their beds last night. Not even David. This is a huge mess, just in time for the annual cook-off.”

“Don’t you worry about the cook-off,” Tim from the mechanic’s shop said. “That’s all taken care of, except for a few details. We’ll figure something out with the boys, too. I’m coming there today to work on that car with them. I’ll ask some questions that maybe you can’t ask.”

There was a chorus of agreement while people all went their separate ways. She really appreciated the support, but who was going to be there when Mr. Campbell came riding in to shut down the camp because she wasn’t doing a good job as the director? She couldn’t—and wouldn’t—lose Breathe, a camp that had been around for almost eighty years. It housed underprivileged boys from major cities over the summer, giving them a chance to see real grass and real cows, to ride horses and learn skills and self-worth that would hopefully keep them out of gangs and make them productive members of society.

Buy Link:

https://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/paperback-books/6488-liv-and-breathe-paperback.html

Author Bio:


Misty Simon always wanted to be a storyteller…preferably behind a Muppet. Animal was number one, followed closely by Sherlock Hemlock… Since that dream didn’t come true, she began writing stories to share her world with readers, one laugh at a time. She knows how to hula, was classically trained to sing opera, co-wrote her high school Alma Mater, and can’t touch raw wood. Never hand her a Dixie cup with that wooden spoon/paddle thing. It’s not pretty.


Touching people’s hearts and funny bones are two of her favorite things, and she hopes everyone at least snickers in the right places when reading her books. She lives with her husband, daughter, and two insane dogs in Central Pennsylvania where she is hard at work on her next novel or three. She loves to hear from readers so drop her a line at misty@mistysimon.com.


Misty's Social Media Links:


Website: www.mistysimon.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/misty.simon.18