How far would YOU go to
avenge a daughter’s cruel death? Cara is considered rebellious and
inappropriate to befriend. Dayne is the apple of Elder Simmons’ eye—until he
takes a stand against their teachings. Can his prayers and love reach Cara and
show her the way to redemption? Will Cara realize God’s love and forgiveness
before she goes too far?
Hope you will read the first page below and then order the book. And leave a comment with email info to be in the drawing for a digital copy. Drawing to be held one week from today on Saturday Oct. 5th.
Hope you will read the first page below and then order the book. And leave a comment with email info to be in the drawing for a digital copy. Drawing to be held one week from today on Saturday Oct. 5th.
The Redemption of
Caralynne Hayman is a novel of hope
shining through the darkness with strong elements of suspense and romance and
was a semifinalist in the Genesis contest. Release date is September 30, 2013
from the Lighthouse Publishing of the Carolinas, an ACFW approved publisher.
You can request it at your favorite book store or library or go to Amazon here:
On SALE NOW for preorder:
The Redemption of Caralynne Hayman
Carole Brown
Chapter One
Twenty years earlier
The shadow creatures on the wall shook
their wings and legs. Heads with horns nodded. Scary, dark faces watched.
The little girl clasped her floppy-eared
rabbit against her chest and stared into the dark.
“Mmm …” Mommy’s murmur reached to her
through the walls, and the giggles from her mother tiptoed in, shooing the fear
away.
Whoosh. She blew out a breath and squeezed
her rabbit tighter. “Mommy has a friend with her, Ramsey. She loves me just
like I love you and will give me hugs in the morning after the man leaves.”
Ramsey said nothing. She ran her fingers
over his face and could feel his black button eyes staring at her, trusting her
to protect him.
“And she’ll read to us and I’ll sit on her
lap and we’ll snuggle—all of us together.” She nodded and tugged on Ramsey’s
left ear then rolled over.
Real live whispers and laughter floated
into the room.
Opening her mouth in a wide yawn, she
patted Ramsey’s tummy and whispered again, “Don’t be afraid. I’m right here.”
“Please. That hurts.”
“Mommy?” The little girl frowned but her
eyes wouldn’t open. Just like they did when she and mommy put cucumbers slices
on their eyes.
“Stop it—”
Rubbing at her eyes the little girl sat up.
Mommy had never sounded like this before, and neither had any of the men—the
men who brought flowers and candy and money.
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thank you, Rose, for your generosity in sharing my news and excitement. Hope some of your readers do check it out!
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