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Always an outsider…
Armed with only her suitcases and secrets, Tess Spencer arrives at Bell River Ranch. She’ll work temporarily at their spa and never tell the Wright sisters her true connection to them. Meeting gorgeous carpenter Jude Calhoun challenges those plans, however. Strong and capable, Jude makes Tess want to share the burden of what she knows….
That confession may come sooner than she wants when her past intrudes at the ranch. But if she reveals the reasons she’s here, she will definitely be the outsider—unwelcomed and alone. And leaving Bell River could cost her the one man she wants….
He wasn’t going to do this
Jude could read the expression on Tess’s face. She wanted him. More than that, he wanted her. Wanted to see where comfort took them.
But no. He wasn’t even going to think about doing this.
It probably would have been much, much smarter to let Tess go on believing he was a married man, a picked peach with a helpless infant depending on him. Because they wouldn’t be lovers, tonight or ever.
He’d felt the years of deprivation in her body, more skin-and-bones than slender. He’d felt the terrible, lifelong isolation that left her shocked that anyone was willing to catch her when she fell.
And he felt the hunger, far deeper than a lack of food. A chronic lack of love that made intimacy frighten her so much she fought it even when she was unconscious.
But no. He had sworn off wounded birds. And this beautiful little sparrow was as broken as they came.
Dear Reader,
When I started writing The Sisters of Bell River Ranch series, I knew I wanted to include at least one sister who came to the family by an indirect route. I’ve known so many loving, loyal families who bring each other great comfort and happiness—but who weren’t “born” to one another the old fashioned way. I wanted, somehow, to honor those wonderful bonds.
The heroine of The Secrets of Bell River, Tess Spencer, is illegitimate—her very existence one of the biggest secrets of all. She’s a half sister to some, no blood relation at all to others, and yet she finds her way straight into their hearts.
In the end, sisterhood is not just blood, or even growing up in the same house. It’s about sharing tears and dumb jokes, and circling the wagons against common enemies. It’s about seeing the world the same way. I’m lucky enough to have had a sister in the conventional method, but through the years life also granted me friends who were such kindred spirits that they claimed a sisterhood of the heart. One came to me as a childhood friend, but another I found much later in life—something I hadn’t imagined was possible. All of them are gifts beyond measure, and I know I’m not the only one who has what I call “like sisters”—the women who have, indeed, become “like” sisters. It makes for a rich life, indeed.
In fact, the only thing a woman needs after that is…a hero of her very own. And that’s where the gorgeous, wounded Silverdell carpenter, Jude Calhoun, comes in.
I hope you enjoy their story! And if you, too, have sisters and “like sisters,” I hope you’ll hug them today.
Warmly,
Kathleen O’Brien
P.S.—Stop by and say hi at www.facebook.com/KathleenOBrienAuthor, or visit me at www.kathleenobrien.com!
The Secrets of Bell River
Kathleen O’Brien
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kathleen O’Brien was a feature writer and TV critic before marrying a fellow journalist. Motherhood, which followed soon after, was so marvelous she turned to writing novels, which could be done at home. She believes the true friend is the one you trust with your secrets—even if it’s just that embarrassing thing about popcorn and reality TV. The best friends are the ones who love you because of those secrets, not in spite of them.
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To Chaela, Celie, Ann…and, of course, Renie.
My “sisters” of the heart, whether you like it or not.
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