Aren’t moms wonderful? I have a lot of great memories of my mother. She homeschooled me and my siblings, so we spent a LOT of time together. She taught me how to ride a bike. Went on long walks with us (we lived on my granddad’s farm for about six years during my childhood). Inspired me with my love of dogs—she took me to purchase my first puppy at age 11.
She girl-talked with me as a teenager, about boys and friends and growing up. She helped me get ready and gave me advice when I got married. She was there for me when my two children were born. Now that I’m a mom myself, I can understand more fully the incredible amounts of patience and love she shared with me and my siblings (and still does sometimes!).
Yes, moms are special people, and their capacity for love is one of the things I tried to capture in THE HOMESTEADER’S SWEETHEART.
Heroine Penny Castlerock is a social butterfly who mostly cares about her wardrobe and which event she’ll be attending next. Until she meets and falls in love with her grandfather’s next-door neighbor and his daughter and seven adopted sons. Penny is drawn to the kids who haven’t experienced much love in their lives, and she can’t help but open her heart to them—even though the boys can be rambunctious and ornery. Here’s an excerpt from the hero (Jonas White’s) Point-Of-View. In this scene from the middle of the book, he comes upon Penny talking to one of his sons:
Jonas suspected Davy and Ricky had snuck out to the barn to check on a new foal and the others had probably retired to their rooms for a rainy-day nap, a luxury they rarely got.
“She’s a real sweet gal. Helps her folks with their store, and keeps her little sisters.”
Jonas realized Maxwell was talking about a girl. His son had never expressed an interest in the fairer sex, at least not to Jonas, but this certainly sounded like admiration.
“She sounds sweet. Do you know her, Jonas?”
Maxwell looked up from his spot on the floor. Jonas stepped into the room, hoping his son wouldn’t shut down because of his presence. Maxwell still kept some things private, even from his adopted father.
Maxwell cleared his throat, face reddening. “We’re talking about Emily Sands.”
“I didn’t know you were sweet on her.” Jonas sat on the end of one of the benches, close enough to be part of their conversation without having to speak loudly and possibly wake Breanna.
“I ain’t really said anything to anyone, because…” Maxwell looked down and fiddled with his pants leg. “Well…she’s really somethin’ special and I’m…”
Jonas held his breath. Would Maxwell share about his past?
Penny reached out, stretched a little, and ruffled Maxwell’s curly black mop of hair. “You’re something special, too.”
His son looked up, his face open, hopeful. Yearning for Penny’s approval to be real.
Jonas knew exactly what Maxwell was feeling. His stomach had tightened into a knot as he waited to see what she would say to his son. He wanted her approval for Maxwell.
He tried not to think about what it would feel like to have Penny’s approving gaze rest on him.
Question for you: what is your favorite memory with your mother?
I’d love to give away a copy of THE HOMESTEADER’S SWEETHEART to be drawn from all those who comment.
Here’s the back cover of the book:
To escape a dreaded arranged marriage, Penny Castlerock will face anything—even life on her grandfather’s farm. But it isn’t the rustic lifestyle that’s got the Philadelphia socialite tied in knots. It’s the handsome homesteader and his eight adopted children next door….
With seven boys and a girl to raise, transplanted farmer Jonas White could sure use some help. He just didn’t expect it to come from the high-spirited, copper-haired beauty he’s always admired from afar. But surely working the land is no life for a woman like Penny. Yet a threat to Jonas’s farm just might show him how perfect Penny is for him after all.
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