Название: Rocky Mountain Daddy
Автор: Lois Richer
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon Love Inspired
isbn: 9781474096232
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Hello! Welcome back to my Rocky Mountain sanctuary, The Haven, a place of respite for foster children. I hope you enjoyed Olivia’s journey to find out where she belonged, and Gabe’s struggle to forgive when the cost was so great. And Eli’s search—to find a home.
The past year has brought loss and birth to our family, struggles and blessings. And yet, God is always there for us to cast our cares on Him because He cares for us. I hope that you have found His solace in your life’s journey. Please join me again soon for Gemma’s story, the final book in this series.
I’d be delighted to hear from you via my website at www.loisricher.com, email at [email protected] or by snail mail at Lois Richer, Box 639, Nipawin, Sask. Canada S0E 1E0. It’s always a blessing to hear from readers and I’ll do my best to respond quickly.
Until we meet again, may you know the everlasting love, joy and peace that God offers to all His children.
Blessings,
Lois Richer
What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee.
—Psalms 56:3
For Mom, who wrote her last chapter so well.
And for Oliver, who’s just begun his own story.
Contents
One minute Olivia DeWitt was happily steering her car up the hill toward home, the next minute she was heading for the ditch.
With a gasp of dismay she slammed on her brakes, managing to stay on the road shoulder—barely. She exhaled, slowly released her fingers from the wheel and then exited the car. The sight of the shredded tire made her groan.
“You couldn’t have waited ten minutes before blowing?” Shielding her eyes, Olivia peered longingly at—was it still home?—The Haven, a massive stone house perched on the rocky mountain promontory above her. “At least it’s summer,” she consoled herself, then mocked the sentiment as a teasing breeze reminded her that June in the Canadian Rockies bore no resemblance to June in the eastern provinces.
For a microsecond Olivia considered calling The Haven and asking Jake, her foster aunts’ handyman, to come and help her. Until a glance at her phone showed it was dead. Again. Not that it mattered, because she had no intention of calling.
Olivia never took the easy way out. She prided herself on being responsible and that included fixing a tire, even though she’d have to completely unpack her fully laden car to retrieve her spare.
“Nothing good comes easily,” she reminded herself with a weary sigh.
Olivia had her hand on the trunk latch when a rumble to her right made her pause. A half-ton truck beetled toward her, leaving behind a massive dust plume from the bumpy dirt track—well, you could hardly call it a road.
Some might say you could hardly call the vehicle a truck. СКАЧАТЬ