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Two Generations…Two Love Stories, Intertwined—A River Between Them—Historical Romance

A River Between Them ebkI have always been somewhat obsessed with the idea of love letters: getting them, writing them and even, discovering love letters written long ago.
It wasn’t until the summer of 2012 when I was helping my sister clean out her beat up black footlocker that an idea sparked. As she and I sifted through the Madonna records, high school yearbooks and letters from her friends and old flames inspiration struck.
So when the raw plot details for A River Between Them came rushing out of my mouth within minutes of rummaging through the remnants of my sister’s adolescence, neither of us was really surprised by my sudden inspiration.
It took me almost two years to get the story completely written, edited, polished and published, but I don’t think I’ve ever been more emotionally connected to any of my other books as I have to A River Between Them.

If historical romances are your thing, then you might want to read the blurb and excerpt below. If those are intriguing, you can follow the link to a larger sample of A River Between Them or the buy links.
Here’s the blurb:
Two generations. Two love stories, intertwined…

What if a piece of furniture could change your life?
Antique store owner Samantha Phillips embarks on a quest to find the answer to that question after she stumbles upon a beautiful, weathered wooden trunk. Samantha immediately falls in love with the antiquity when the old, battered wardrobe ends up in her possession. Lodged inside the lining of the footlocker is a stack of old love letters and a gold locket that holds a picture of a handsome young man.
Curiosity gets the better of Samantha and she reads the passionate correspondence one by one, and learns about the love between working class William Hayes and high-society Maggie Flannery. But when Samantha comes to the end of the letters, it is unclear whether William and Maggie end up together.
Driven by a force she can’t fully explain, Samantha contacts the former owner of the trunk, hoping for answers about the young couple. When she reaches out to Maggie’s great-nephew, Bryan Donovan, he is reluctant to share his aunt’s past with a stranger, at least at first. Together, Bryan and Samantha learn the love story of William and Maggie, while discovering their own feelings for each other.
Set in historic St. Charles, Missouri, the story of two star-crossed lovers from the 1920s unfolds through a series of letters and an old diary.

Samantha gingerly placed the letter beside her on the sofa and reached for the rest of the stack. She opened each letter one by one and checked for a date. She placed them all in chronological order and then neatly folded them and put them back in their envelopes. She hesitated a moment. Maybe she shouldn’t do this. Megan was right, it was an invasion of privacy. Even though she had no idea who this Maggie was, it still wasn’t the right thing to do.
She shouldn’t read them. Tomorrow morning she’d call whoever had brought the trunk in and return the letters to their rightful owner. But what if that person didn’t care about the letters? After all, Megan had said the guy who sold the piece seemed ready to part with it. What if the trunk held bad memories for him? What if he simply took the letters from her and never opened them? Or worse, what if he threw them in the nearest trash can? With a heavy sigh, she placed the stack of unread letters on the coffee table and walked to the kitchenette to make a cup of tea. Maybe that would help her decide what she should do.
As she sipped from her mug of tea she thought about how she could already be described as a crazy old cat lady. Did she really want to add to her misery by reading someone else’s love letters? Did she need another reminder that she was all alone? Samantha chewed on her thumbnail. She was driving herself mad. There were a million reasons why she shouldn’t read the damn letters and only one reason she felt she should. Because she must. There was no logical way to explain it, but she felt like something in those letters was just for her. She knew they’d been written ages ago—and to someone else—but somehow, some way, there was a message inside them that had been tailored just for her. She set her mug on the coffee table with a decisive thud. She couldn’t ignore the sense of awareness spreading throughout her gut. She reached for the letters and began to read.
The first letter started with the salutation “My dearest Maggie.” Samantha quickly read through the note and when she was finished she began again, reading slowly the second time around. The letter was from someone named William, who was obviously smitten with Maggie.

My dearest Maggie,

Words can’t come close to expressing what I feel for you, but I will use this and all future letters to try. I wish I could see you more often, but I know your mother does not approve of me and our love. I cannot wait for the day when I am able to take you away from there, from the life that doesn’t bring you joy. For my love, you deserve all the joy and happiness in the world. I intend to do all that is in my power now, and for the rest of my days, to ensure you are always happy and that each and every day you wake with a smile upon your face.
One day, hopefully very soon, I will have the means to put a proper ring on your finger and make you mine forever. Until that day, my darling…

Eternally yours,


Want to read more A River Between Them? If you’d like to read a longer sample, visit this book’s page on NoiseTrade by clicking here. At NoiseTrade’s website you can download a PDF of the first 25% of the book for free! If you’d like to purchase the book, find it here: Available on Kindle, B&N, Smashwords All Romance Ebooks and in paperback.

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