Hello, this is Mariella.
I've often wondered what makes a writer. I never claimed to be one, because I wrote for myself. Even now, very few people know that I write.
Of the many gifts I received from my parents, the most important one was the encouragement to try things they didn't do themselves. They didn't understand their strange child so different from themselves and her brothers. I had a need to create. My parent's home over the years became a gallery for my artwork. Most of it now resides in the homes of my children and siblings. There hasn't been an empty wall in my home in years.
What fills a child with lifelong inspiration? In my case, it was my parents and two specific teachers. The first, was a grade school teacher who gave me two compliments in one by praising my art on the cover of a written story and the A+ grade was a boost, too. That was in sixth grade.
The second was a seventh-grade teacher who had a reputation for being tough. I was a new student to the school, my family having moved again because of my father's military deployment. I'd heard horror stories from the other kids about this teacher.
I was shocked when the teacher returned my writing assignment with a red copy editing marks all over my pages—something I'd never seen before. I was so embarrassed. I turned it over on my desk so no one else could see it.
My wonderful teacher, though, was walking around the classroom returning the assignments papers to the students, returned to my desk. He turned over my stapled pages. Without a word, he tapped the top of the page with his finger.
I had missed it. Written across the top of the lined notebook page, in red was:
A+++ Best story I've ever read from a student! Ever! Keep writing!
That single incident has never been forgotten. Mr. Gregory taught me so much that year, but most importantly, he gave me encouragement. I kept writing and I have never stopped.
Raised by a father who had no use for a daughter, Nettie Carpenter had a difficult life. She lived on hope and dreamed of running away, of being free. When circumstances suddenly changed in her favor, she ran for her life. With no skills or education, her only goal was to escape and pray her life would improve. It did for a while, although Nettie had to beat off marriage and other unsavory proposals with a shotgun. She didn't want to remarry. She didn't want anything to do with men because they were all untrustworthy. All she wanted to was to be left alone.
Jesse Forrester was a man who'd spent half of his adult life in the service of the military and the other half as a Territorial Marshal. Deciding he needed a change, he spent a year apprenticing in a blacksmith shop before making his way to the small mining town of Pony. Opening a blacksmith shop, he tried to ignore his past. Even with plenty of work coming his way, Jesse was aware that Pony was a corrupt town. He didn't mind taking down a thief or a bushwacker, using his skills as a lawman occasionally. The problem he faced was the men who ran the town of Pony were corrupt.
When the townsmen turned on a pretty little woman who only wanted to be left alone, he had to step in. Marriage wasn't his plan, and it certainly wasn't Nettie's, but he couldn't think of anything else to save her. Will it be a big mistake or will it become one of his best decisions?
Publisher's Note: This historical western romance is intended for adults only. It contains elements of suspense, mystery, danger, sensual scenes and a happily ever after.
Título : Trust Me, Precious
EAN : 9781639544646
Editorial : Blushing Books
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