March 15, 2010 by admin
Filed under Cassandra Roberts-Jones, Contemporary Romance, Short Stories
Julia Cartwright uncrossed her legs and set her teacup on the breakfast table. Life didn’t always turn out the way she wanted it to. Drawing her sheer housedress around her shoulders, she stood and strolled to the bay window that overlooked the train station and Greta’s bakery. The glow from the street’s light posts dimmed as [...]
February 22, 2010 by admin
Filed under Contemporary Romance, Looking for Home, Nan Donahue
Go to Page 1 or Previous Installment
Chapter Six
The next morning, M bounded out of bed with her resolve firmly in place. No more sucking it up. No more dealing with the lemons life had handed to her. Her world centred on food, the creation of delectable dishes. She had a gift in being [...]
January 11, 2010 by admin
Filed under Contemporary Romance, Looking for Home, Nan Donahue
Go to Page 1 or Previous Installment
Flipping open her phone, she keyed in his speed dial number.
“Hey, it’s me. Do you have a minute?”
“Just one. What’s up? Is everything okay?”
“I think so. I just wanted to run something by you.”
“Shoot.”
“Jonathan, the guy I’m living with…ah…I mean…”
“M, I know what you mean. Go on.”
“Well, he’s [...]
December 20, 2009 by admin
Filed under Cassandra Roberts-Jones, Contemporary Romance, Short Stories
“Tracy, this is absolutely beautiful,” Dawn said, caressing the large agate stone with her fingertip. The vintage sterling silver bangle surrounded her wrist with elegance and class. “You’re too good to me.”
“I’m glad you like it. There were so many to choose from. They make them right there on the island.”
Dawn stood and leaned over [...]
December 6, 2009 by admin
Filed under Contemporary Romance, Looking for Home, Nan Donahue
Go to Page 1 or Previous Installment
M leaned back against the closed door and looked at her watch. Only eight fifteen. Far too early for bed.
Making a snap decision, she ran upstairs to get her cell phone. Back downstairs she stopped in the kitchen and snagged a can of pop out of the fridge, [...]
November 15, 2009 by admin
Filed under Contemporary Romance, Looking for Home, Nan Donahue
Go to Page 1 or Previous Installment
Later that evening M tapped on the door to Jonathan’s office. For the last forty minutes she’d sat in the kitchen trying to cloak herself with a blanket of calm.
It proved to be a useless exercise.
Bottom line? She had to tell Jonathan what she’d learned today. The whole [...]
October 29, 2009 by admin
Filed under Contemporary Romance, Looking for Home, Nan Donahue
Go to Page 1 or Previous Installment
Jonathan sat on the bench watching them walk toward him.
They still held hands and that relieved him. Alicia had been strangely quiet around Em, something unnatural for his expressive little sister.
Neither of them were speaking, but they seemed—comfortable with each other.
As for him? Em made him uncomfortable. She [...]
October 5, 2009 by admin
Filed under Contemporary Romance, Looking for Home, Nan Donahue
Go to Page 1 or Previous Installment
M found herself struck by the need to laugh and cry at once. Laugh at the fierceness with which this little girl tried to defend her big brother—okay, and the fact the letter L seemed to be missing from Alicia’s own personal alphabet. And cry because this is [...]
September 13, 2009 by admin
Filed under Contemporary Romance, Looking for Home, Nan Donahue
Go to Page 1 or Previous Installment
After he paid for ride passes, she asked, “Do you need to pick up a brochure and a map?”
“Nope. We know this place like the backs of our hands, don’t we, Allioop? Which way from here?”
“This way!” She pulled on his hand, leading them to the left, along [...]
August 30, 2009 by admin
Filed under Contemporary Romance, Marcy Bassett-Kennedy, Short Stories
“I’ll see you Thursday night, Jess,” Jack Maguire said to his wife. He wiped a smudge of baby food from her cheek before pressing his lips to hers.
It was their usual Sunday night routine. Saying goodbye.
Their youngest, baby Ella, bounced in her mother’s arms until her dad leaned over and planted a raspberry on her [...]
