A Chat with Julian from The Secrets Beneath by Kimberley Woodhouse

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Anna Lakeman has spent her life working alongside her paleontologist father. When they find dinosaur bones, a rich investor tries to take over their dig. As Anna fights for recognition of her work and reconnects with an old beau, tensions mount and secrets are unburied. How can they keep the perils of the past from threatening their renewed affection?

Welcome to Novel PASTimes! We are pleased you stopped by today.

Thank you. But I’m only here for Anna. Will she be here too?

Tell us something about where you live.

My father came here with a wagon train, saw the fertile river area, decided to stay here, and built himself a big ranch. I don’t care much about it. Even though I’ve worked it my whole life and know everything there is to know about ranching. But my mother taught me to garden. That’s what I really love to do. My flower beds are my favorite.

Is there anything special about your name? Why do you think you were given that name?

Julian? I don’t think so… but my mother named me. She was the most wonderful person in the entire world. She loved me. So since she gave it to me, I like it. 

Do you have an occupation? What do you like or dislike about your work?

I worked on my father’s ranch growing up. But he’s a horrible man. So I left and worked some others. But now that my father is sick, I’ve come back. Like I said, I don’t really care much about ranching. My father loves having the largest ranch in all of Wyoming territory, but it doesn’t mean anything to me. Taking care of the animals is okay, but my passion is in the ground. I love to grow beautiful things.

Who are the special people in your life?

Mary was the most special person. She always talked to me at school. Made me feel like I mattered. But she’s been gone for a long time now. Anna Lakeman—she was best friends with Mary growing up—came by the other day, and she was really nice to me. I like her a lot.

What is your heart’s deepest desire?

To be loved and accepted. For people to appreciate my gardens and to know that I am not like my father. I hate him. And always will.

What are you most afraid of?

My secrets. But no one will ever find out.

Do you have a cherished possession?

I do. But no one knows what they are. I don’t let people see them. 

Thanks for allowing us to get know you a little better!

Thank you. But I’m only here for Anna. 


Kimberly Woodhouse is an award-winning, bestselling author of more than 30 fiction and nonfiction books. Kim and her incredible husband of 30-plus years live in the Poconos, where they play golf together, spend time with their kids and grandbaby, and research all the history around them.


Meet Esther Andrews from A Counterfeit Betrothal by Denise Weimer

Today we’re hosting Esther Andrews, the heroine of A Counterfeit Betrothal, for a cup of tea. We catch up with her partway through her story as told in Book One of the Scouts of the Georgia Frontier, the latest series launched by Denise Weimer and Wild Heart Books.

Esther, tell us where you live and about your family.

Esther: I grew up mostly in a community called Hog Mountain, which was settled around Fort Daniel in middle Georgia. It’s the westernmost outpost this side of Creek and Cherokee Territory. During the War of 1812, that means a lot of danger. 

There’s not much in Hog Mountain, just some houses, a hotel, and a couple of trading posts—one of which my father ran before the consumption took him. I had to pick a husband when that happened. Liam was charming enough when he came to court, but turned out, he was a drunk with a mean streak a mile wide. If only Jared Lockridge had arrived just a bit sooner…

Oh, dear. This story is supposed to be a romance. Are you telling me you missed the chance for love?

Esther: I don’t think love is something I should be seeking. What I do know is, Liam got an arrow through the middle and his attacker was trying to take me off into the forest when Jared Lockridge showed up. He was scouting the area for Creek war parties and saw the flames from our cabin. When he found out I had no other family and no money, he took me back to the home he shared with his brother, Noble, and Noble’s wife, Tabitha. They’re good folks. Fine folks. A sight finer than I was accustomed to. 

So they took you in. But I’m curious as to why you said you shouldn’t seek love.

Esther: Well, I’m not exactly the type of bride most men look for. My father and Liam said I was more burden than blessing. You can’t see it because I’m sitting down, but my one leg is shorter than the other. The foot is twisted. But I don’t let that stop me. I know what it takes to live on the frontier. And I’m very skilled with herbs. Those were things Tabitha didn’t know. And she was having a difficult pregnancy. Jared’s commander told us attacks were happening all along the frontier. Women were being taken. Given all that, the Lockridges asked me to stay the winter. And a hard one, it was.

What happened over that winter?

Esther: Well, I can’t tell you everything, can I? Else it would give away the story. But I’ll say this much—my life changed. And I’m not talking about panther attacks or troubles between the settlers and Indians or even the man we realized was still watching me. The Lockridges taught me that God loves me. They taught me how to read his Word, which says I’m valuable just as I am. Well, really, Jared was the one who taught me how to read…

Oh? Do I detect a blush, Mrs. Andrews? Tell me more about this Jared Lockridge.

Esther: I surely have no cause to blush, although he did seem appreciative when I could sew up the wound he got while scouting. I think he took time with me because he felt sorry for me at first, especially when he learned how cruel Liam had been. Jared was the opposite—just as gentle with me as with the wood he carves into furniture when he’s not off soldiering or working on building his own cabin. But that cabin is not for me. You see, he has an understanding with a beautiful girl from back East. Although what’s strange is, he hasn’t heard from her in some time. 

Maybe she’s changed her mind about him. And maybe he’s spending time with you because he’s developed feelings for you.

Esther: There is a certain way he looks at me sometimes… But I cannot dare to hope he’d chose me over a fine lady.

That’s what romance is all about, Mrs. Andrews. One can’t predict where one’s heart will lead. Anyone who is curious to know what happens will just have to read your story.


About A Counterfeit Betrothal – Book One of the Scouts of the Georgia Frontier

1813

At the farthest Georgia outpost this side of hostile Creek Territory, Jared Lockridge serves his country as a scout to redeem his father’s botched heritage. If he can help secure the peace against Indians allied to the British, he can bring his betrothed to the home he’s building and open his cabinetry shop. Then he comes across a burning cabin and a traumatized woman just widowed by a fatal shot.

Freed from a cruel marriage, Esther Andrews agrees to winter at the Lockridge homestead to help Jared’s pregnant sister-in-law. Lame in one foot, Esther has always known she is secondhand goods, but the gentle carpenter-turned-scout draws her heart with as much skill as he creates furniture from wood. His family’s love offers hope even as violence erupts along the frontier—and Jared’s investigation into local incidents brings danger to their doorstep. Yet how could Esther ever hope a loyal man like Jared would choose her over a fine lady?

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Denise Weimer writes historical and contemporary romance from her home in North Georgia and also serves as a freelance editor and the Acquisitions & Editorial Liaison for Wild Heart Books. A wife and mother of two daughters, she always pauses for coffee, chocolate, and old houses.

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Meet Francine O’Malley from Francine’s Foibles by Linda Shenton Matchett

Welcome to Novel PASTimes! We’re so pleased you could stop by. Could you tell us a bit about yourself?

Let me assure you, my life isn’t very exciting. I was born in Laurel, Maryland and have lived here all my life. Despite the proximity to our nation’s capital, I’ve only been to Washington a handful of times. I was sixteen when the stock market crashed, and our family did the best we could to get through the depression. Then my father died, and Mother took ill. Fortunately, I was able to secure a job at the public library while being her caregiver. It was challenging, but others have difficulties, too. Mother passed shortly before the end of the war.

I love books. What is like to be a librarian?

I’m no longer at the library, but it was a joy to work there. We were very blessed with copious donations, and it was my job to process them. That may sound tedious, but I was able to meet each book as it came through the door. I wrote down the ones I wanted to read, {smiles}but realized nearly all of them ended up on the list. I also answered people’s questions or recommended authors or titles they might like, and of course, I checked out the books to the patrons. A wonderful job.

Where do you work now?

I am Fort Meade which is just about equal distance between Baltimore and Washington, DC. The facility was put in place in 1917 to prepare the men for going overseas during the Great War. Nearly 400,000 of our soldiers trained there, but for this last conflict over three and a half million of our boys passed through. At 70,000 men and women currently, the fort is like a small city. I type the discharge paperwork for the men. It’s not exactly doing something for the war effort, but I feel I’m making a difference.

Tell me a bit about Ray Fisher?

{blushes} I, um, met him at Meade. He was one of the men who came through my line. He was a Seabee, part of the Naval Construction Battalion…CB, get it? Anyway, he ended up helping very dear friends of mine, the Feeneys. They’re an elderly couple, and Ray is an experienced general contractor. He had, er, has his own business. He has performed many repairs for the couple. Even though he’s a brawny man and can seem overpowering, he’s quite gentle. He helped Mrs. Feeney during one of Mr. Feeney’s episodes.

Rumor has it that Ray is German. Doesn’t that bother you?

Ray’s ancestry is German, but that doesn’t bother me in the least. His parents emigrated to the U.S. after the last war. They were destitute and anxious to make a new start. Ray was a young boy when they arrived. Being German doesn’t make one a Nazi. I wish more people would realize that fact.

What is one thing you’d like readers to take away from your story?

Joy is possible in spite of our circumstances, not because of them. Too often we base our happiness on what is happening in our lives. Joy is not happiness; it is an inner gladness, one that comes from our faith in God. We can have joy no matter what is going on around us, even war.

About Francine’s Foibles

She’s given up hope. He never had any. Will they find it together?

World War II is finally over, and America is extra grateful as the country approaches this year’s Thanksgiving. But for Francine life hasn’t changed. Despite working at Fort Meade processing the paperwork for the thousands of men who have returned home, she’s still lonely and very single. Is she destined for spinsterhood?

Grateful that his parents anglicized the family surname after emigrating to the United States after the Great War, first-generation German-American Ray Fisher has done all he can to hide his heritage. He managed to make it through this second “war to end all wars,” but what American woman would want to marry into a German family. Must he leave the country to find wedded bliss?

Linda Shenton Matchett writes about ordinary people who did extraordinary things in days gone by. A native of Baltimore, Maryland, she was born a stone’s throw from Fort McHenry (of Star-Spangled Banner fame) and has lived in historical places all her life. She is a volunteer docent and archivist at the Wright Museum of WWII and a former trustee for her local public library. She now lives in central New Hampshire where she explores the history of this great state and immerses herself in the imaginary worlds created by other authors.

Book Review: The Vaquero’s Heart

162 pages

Published August 22, 2023

ISBN 979-8860467682

Heather Blanton’s books are page-turners, and I better not start one late in the afternoon or I’m going to lose sleep. Fortunately, for The Vaquero’s Heart, I had an entire day and set aside chores to hunker down on the couch and lose myself in the story. The book is part of the Burning Dress Ranch series but is easily read as a stand-alone (other than making me want to go back and read the others.)

Pearl, the female protagonist, is a horse thief through no choice of her own. Her father is cruel and heavy-handed, and unmarried women in the 1800s had few options, so Pearl is stuck. A chance to escape occurs and through a series of events, she ends up at the Burning Dress Ranch. What Pearl doesn’t realize is that the owner’s purpose is to take in women who are hurting in some way, and then teach them a skill through which they can earn a living. Miss Sally also shares the love of God with them to help them heal. Miss Sally is a force to be reckoned with and has her own baggage to deal with. I love how she treats her staff and the girls she’s housing.

Pearl meets her match with the head wrangler at the ranch, Rodrigo Garcia. A widower with a young son, he can spot a liar a mile away, so he immediately knows Pearl is hiding something. He makes it his mission to find out what.  The author does a wonderful job of getting readers into the characters’ heads and hearts discovering their flaws and vulnerabilities. I enjoyed learning about the role the Latinos played in the cowboy culture.

The Spanish influence in ranching and the Old West began before there was an Old West. Spanish rancheros filled the Southwest landscape with horses, cattle, and sheep by the mid—1600s. Hispanic contributions to cowboy culture did not end with the introduction of the horse, as evidenced by the terminology. Vaquero is the Spanish word for cowboy. Bronco, the English spelling of broncho is Mexican Spanish for wild or rough. A lariat is la reata, “the lasso,” from the Spanish word reatar which means to tie together.

My heart broke for both Rodrigo and Pearl as they tried to deal with the difficulties in their lives and navigate the unwanted feelings they had. Rodrigo’s son is delightful, precocious but not obnoxious, and he acts as the bridge between his father and Pearl. A beautiful story of redemption.

Book Blurb:

She wants to steal horses…but at Burning Dress Ranch, only hearts are stolen.

On the run from the law, daring horsethief Pearl Pickett stumbles upon the enigmatic Burning Dress Ranch and its mysterious owner, Miss Sally. Sensing something is amiss with the newcomer, Miss Sally asks Pearl to work with a captivating herd of Arabian horses. Pearl’s sole desire is to lay low for a while, but the allure of these stunning creatures proves irresistible.

Ranch wrangler Rodrigo Garcia is a widower with a young son. Brooding and surly, he’s not happy about taking on a know-it-all female as an assistant. But the sassy woman knows horses, even though she initially tries to hide it. As the two work together, Rodrigo can’t help but soften a little, particularly when he witnesses the bond she is forming with his son, Miguel.

Still, it is a shocking revelation when he realizes Pearl is stealing his heart.

But that may not be all she’s out to steal…