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Author: Heather Chapman
Product Description: In this early 1900s historical romance and coming of age novel we meet Elizabeth (Elle) Pratt, who hasn’t grown into herself just yet. Caught between her father’s high expectations, her mother’s disinterest, the farm she grew up on, and the wealthy airs she learned at school, Elle is at a loss when tragedy strikes and she must head back home. There she must reconcile her two worlds, as well as the scrawny neighbor-boy-turned-handsome farmhand who always turns up when she least expects it.
About the Author: Being the youngest of four sisters (and one very tolerant older brother), Heather grew up on a steady diet of chocolate, Anne of Green Gables, Audrey Hepburn, Jane Austen, and the other staples of female moviedom. These stories inspired Heather to begin writing at an early age, and she is now the author of The Second Season and The Forgotten Girl. After meeting and marrying her husband, Mark, Heather graduated magna cum laude from Brigham Young University and finally settled down in a small farming community in southeastern Idaho with her husband and four children. In her spare time, Heather enjoys time spent with family, volleyball, piano, the outdoors, and almost anything creative.
Excerpt: It was a relief I wasn’t scared of heights. But then again if I had been, I’d never have climbed that oak in the first place. My dress snagged around an upper branch, the threads winding around the jagged bark. I clung tighter to the trunk and glanced below. Daddy was right. Sitting up in that oak tree was no place for a lady. I didn’t always heed his warnings, but it wasn’t from lack of trying.It’s just that I forgot. I got so distracted by my own wants, and—truth be told—I saw the world so differently than him. I reached toward the branch above and tugged at my dress. I heard the familiar sound of fraying fabric and snapping branches and felt the resulting flecks of debris fall to my face. I blinked the sting away and rubbed a finger across my lashes. By that sound alone, I knew the tear was worse than usual.
Pages: 224
Cedar Fort Publishing
