Your Dream And Mine. Susan Kirby

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      He had a solution, a melding of dreams. “Let’s share the farm.”

      Her lashes came down, but not before Trace saw doubt cloud her fine brown eyes. “It’s our best chance, Thomasina. Two heads, two pairs of shoulders to bear the responsibility.”

      If she said no, she could be cutting off the opportunity of a lifetime. Someone to help her shoulder a dream that had become too unwieldy. Someone capable. Someone whose abilities bolstered her confidence. But if she said yes…Dear Lord, why wouldn’t she say yes?

      “Yes!” She flung her arms around Trace’s neck. “Yes! Yes!”

      He caught a handful of her hair and held it to his cheek. “You’re beautiful, Thomasina.”

      She desperately wanted to believe him. But the child of her past spoke with crocodile jaws, taunting warnings that twisted like a knife between her ribs. She pulled away from him.

      And he let her go.

       SUSAN KIRBY

      has written numerous novels for children, teens and adults. She is a recipient of the Child Study Children’s Book Committee Award, and has received honors from The Friends of American Writers. Her Main Street Series for children, a collection of books that follow one family through four generations of living along the famed highway Route 66, has enjoyed popularity with children and adults alike. With a number of historical novels to her credit, Susan enjoys intermingling writing and research travels with visits to classrooms across the country.

      Your Dream and Mine

      Susan Kirby

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.

      —Psalms 46:1

      To Joyce A. Flaherty,

      A jewel of an agent, and a dear friend,

      For your hard work and many kindnesses.

       Chapter One

      The Midwestern farmhouse bedroom was decorated in cheery floral wallpaper with a gallery of pictures that spanned sixty years of two lives being lived as one. A dresser, night table and a black-lacquered wardrobe dulled by time and wear gleamed in soft lamplight On a quilt-draped blanket chest at the foot of the bed, the television flashed pictures without sound.

      Thomasina Rose had spent bedside vigils in countless such rooms in her young career in home nursing. Hearing her patient stir, she lay her paperback novel aside and got up from her bedside chair.

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