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Friday, 25 March 2016

EXCERPT TOUR & #GIVEAWAY - Promise Lodge by Charlotte Hubbard

GENRE

Amish/Inspirational Romance

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Energetic widow Mattie Bender Schwartz is working day and night to get Promise Lodge going. She’s also hoping the change will help her son Noah’s heart to heal after his broken engagement. But his former fiancée, Deborah, is looking for a fresh start too. Filled with regret, and cast out by her dat for a reason she can’t yet reveal, Deborah can only pray Noah will forgive her foolishness.

Deborah is the last person Noah expected to show up at Promise Lodge. But with her cruel words still ringing in his head, he’s reluctant to accept her apology—even if the Old Order ways demand he try. If only he could obey Christ’s most important commandment: love one another. But one thing is certain—his mother and aunts, and their beloved Preacher Amos, will do their best to help him get there.

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“All right, Gladys, you can go first, girlie,” Rosetta murmured as she coaxed the black and white doe onto the milking stand. “We’re getting an early start this morning because I couldn’t sleep for thinking about your old home being set afire.”

When the goat stood contentedly, eating from her feed bin, Rosetta began to milk her in the back stall of the old stable. As the milk splashed rhythmically into the stainless steel bucket, the other four goats munched their ration nearby, unconcerned about the topic of conversation. Queenie, ever the herder, had ushered the chickens out into the fenced area after Rosetta had opened the door, and now the dog watched from her perch on a bale of straw. She was happy to have Rosetta’s company—at least until Noah and Roman came outside.

The morning milking ritual soothed Rosetta, yet a tear dribbled down her cheek as she once again envisioned the barn she’d played in as a child being consumed by flames. Had it happened the way Deborah and Preacher Amos had suggested? And if Isaac Chupp was indeed responsible for two of her family’s barns burning, why wasn’t Obadiah taking his wayward teenage son to task—and why weren’t the other leaders of the church demanding that he punish Isaac, as well?

“Thank God you babies weren’t inside when it happened,” she said in a low voice. “You can bet I would’ve demanded an explanation from the bishop if our barn had burned while we were still living there—and I’ve got to wonder if Deborah’s connected to this disaster somehow. She’s scared. She knows things she’s not telling,” Rosetta murmured earnestly. “I so badly wanted to ask her who put that handprint on her neck, but—well, I didn’t want to embarrass her. Especially if that print fits her dat’s hand. And I didn’t want to upset Mattie, either. She didn’t say anything to Deborah’s face, but I could tell she had plenty of questions when she saw Deborah’s nasty bruise.”

Rosetta shifted the bucket out of the way and released Gladys from the head gate. She vividly recalled the night Mattie had come to their parents’ house with a bloodied broken nose after her husband Marvin had been in one of his moods. His untended diabetes had drained the life out of their marriage long before it had finished him off. Mattie had been expected to endure such abuse in submission to her husband and to God’s will.

Rosetta and their mamm had reset Mattie’s nose as best they could and Mattie had spent the night. But once Marvin came for her, Mattie had remained sequestered at home for nearly a month until her face had healed and her black eyes were gone, maintaining the code of silence about such episodes. The women around town had whispered about what had happened, but the men had accepted Marvin Schwartz’s behavior—just as they believed he had the right to refuse medical attention as he deteriorated with his diabetes.

“Your turn, Betsy. Step on up here,” Rosetta said to the gray speckled doe. “You girls know how it is—having a buck around just makes life messier. So we’ll all be happy with our maidel lives, right, Queenie? Not that anybody’s banging the door down to court a gal who’s thirty-seven.”

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Charlotte will be awarding a $15 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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Many moons ago—like, in 1983 while she was still a school librarian—Charlotte Hubbard sold her first story to True Story. This launched her into writing around seventy of those “true confessions” stories over the years, and she’s been a slave to her overactive imagination ever since. Over the course of her writing career, she has sold nearly 50 books—most recently, Amish romance series she’s written as Charlotte Hubbard or Naomi King.
Charlotte lived in Missouri for most of her life, so her Amish stories are set in imaginary Missouri towns. These days she lives in St. Paul, MN with her husband of 40 years and their Border collie, Ramona.



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11 comments:

  1. Thanks so much for featuring my book today!

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  2. Great excerpt, thank you.

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  3. What is the best joke that you have heard recently? Thanks for the giveaway. I hope that I win. Bernie W BWallace1980(at)hotmail(d0t)com

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    1. Wish I could recall it, Bernie! Good luck in the drawing!

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  4. I'm looking forward to reading this one, thanks for sharing!

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    1. You're welcome, Victoria! Thanks for coming by today!

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  5. I love reading Amish stories. I can't wait to read this. (jozywails@gmail.com)

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    1. Thanks, Misty! Hope you'll enjoy every word!

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  6. I am reading Promise Lodge so that I can post a review. Thanks Charlotte for an excellent book!
    Connie
    cps1950(at)gmail(dot)com

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