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The Midwife’s Marriage Proposal
Sarah Morgan
MILLS & BOON
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There’s a new Sally in town!
After seven years, Sally is facing her demons and coming
home. The last time she saw Tom Hunter was when he broke
off their relationship. Will the old chemistry pulling them
back together be stronger than the new Sally?
Find out what happens next in Sarah Morgan’s heartwarming winter romance …
As a child SARAH MORGAN dreamed of being a writer and, although she took a few interesting detours on the way, she is now living that dream. With her writing career she has successfully combined business with pleasure and she firmly believes that reading romance is one of the most satisfying and fat-free escapist pleasures available. Her stories are unashamedly optimistic and she is always pleased when she receives letters from readers saying that her books have helped them through hard times.
Sarah lives near London with her husband and two children, who innocently provide an endless supply of authentic dialogue. When she isn’t writing or reading, Sarah enjoys music, movies and any activity that takes her outdoors.
Readers can find out more about Sarah and her books from her website: www.sarahmorgan.com. She can also be found on Facebook and Twitter.
‘Sarah Morgan puts the magic in Christmas!’
Now magazine
‘Full of romance and sparkle’
Lovereading
‘I’ve found an author I adore—must hunt down
everything she’s published.’
Smart Bitches, Trashy Books
‘Morgan is a magician with words.’
RT Book Reviews
‘Dear Ms Morgan, I’m always on the lookout
for a new book by you …’
Dear Author blog
Table of Contents
Once Upon a Christmas by Sarah Morgan
SHE stood with her eyes on the mountains and her face to the wind, breathing in the smell of home.
It had been so long.
Too long.
She felt pressure on her arm and turned to her friend with an apologetic smile. ‘Sorry.’
‘For
