Impending Love and Promise by Laura Freeman
Published Dec. 17, 2018 by The Wild Rose Press and available at http://goo.gl/0fBnFq or Amazon at https://goo.gl/B7lKMs
The Civil War is over, but a chance encounter between Jules Beecher and a man from her past turns a simple trip to find her orphaned cousins into a dangerous journey. Determined to keep a promise to her father,she puts her life at risk but finds a reluctant hero in Dr. Roe Greystone. Can Jules heal the “broken doll” of the battlefield or will the past destroy any future?
Roe abandoned the profession of medicine, exhaustedfrom the suffering and butchering of the Civil War. Co-owner of a sternwheeler,Roe knew Jules was trouble the moment the kindhearted innocent boarded the Jenny Lee. He is determined to protectJules from a madman, but will this Romeo risk all to rescue his Juliet?
Roe Greystone stood firm
but felt sorry for the women who left in silence, their faces drawn and
downcast. They had given up. Soldiers hadn’t been the only casualty of the war.
He asked names, noting if
they had the majority of their teeth when they spoke. He looked for sores
beneath the powder and rouge. Up close he could see bloodshot eyes and smell
the odor of cheap liquor on their breath when they answered his questions. He
allowed those to remain who appeared healthy and had a spark of life still
glimmering in their desperate eyes. The work wasn’t easy, and they’d earn their
He reached the end of the line and stopped in front of
a girl. He glanced at the other women who were older, dressed in garish
mismatched outfits, or had lacked any signs of education, grace, or manners
when they had spoken.
This one didn’t belong. The young woman wore a
tailored jacket and simple skirt that emphasized her trim figure. Her face
startled him by the resemblance to another woman he knew. He’d been thinking of
Miss Jessie yesterday. He had admired her for her beauty and courage, but she
had been married, and with a husband like Major Morgan Mackinnon, entertaining
thoughts of seduction would have been suicidal. He glanced at the girl’s bare
hand. No ring.
Her features were similar yet differences existed
between the two women. They could have been sisters. This one had large blue
eyes that met his gaze. She smiled, and he was captivated. “You have all your
Her eyebrows arched above a look of surprise. “Are you
buying a horse or hiring a waitress?”