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THE WOMEN OF VALLEY VIEW: KATE is complete and waiting in a nice warm place until October. I know she's excited to meet you.
THE WOMEN OF VALLEY VIEW: KARLA has eight complete chapters for a total of 20,000 words. My goal for a rough draft is 60,000, so that puts us a third of the way done.
At the risk of teasing you, I thought I'd give you a little blurb from each, and...a first look at KARLA'S cover. But first things first.
Coming October 2015
Kate’s heart kicked up a notch, and it had nothing to do with the pleasing timbre of the voice on the other end of the phone or the handsome man attached to it. This could be the answer to her morning prayer. But she couldn’t deny the appealing quality of the voice. I don’t remember that cop voice being so sexy. Kate swallowed wrong and started to cough. “Hang on just a minute,” she gasped into the speaker. She lowered the phone and struggled to clear her windpipe. Where did that come from? You aren’t interested in finding another man, remember? “Sorry.”
“You OK?”
Kate took a deep breath as Nicolas’s voice continued to play havoc with her senses. “Yes…I just…swallowed wrong.” She coughed a final time and ordered her unruly sub-conscience to behave. “What sort of help did you have in mind?”
Kate laughed into the phone. “I didn’t mean to catch you by surprise.”
Not surprise, its just…well, Mom didn’t share a lot of the details about what you’re trying to do. But what she did say appealed to me, and since I have plenty of experience with the military—”
“According to your mom, you signed up at birth,” she joked. His answering chuckle sent goose bumps dancing up her spine.
“Yeah well, that’s my mom. Anyway, I saw more than my share of good men…”
Silence stretched for several seconds, wrinkling Kate’s brow.
“…die. I can only imagine what the families must go through in cases like that. Your idea struck a real chord with me. If there’s anything I can do, any part of the project that could use a pair of willing hands, I’d like to be involved. Maybe we could sit down together, talk about it?”
Was he asking her out? Her face heated at the thought. Karla, I’m going to kill you!
Nicolas continued before she had the chance to answer. “I hope you won’t take that invitation the wrong way. If you know my mother, then you know…I mean…in spite of what she might have led you to believe, I’m not looking for any sort of romantic involvement with you.”
“Excuse me?”
His sigh filled her ear. “Sorry, that came out wrong. My mother has been trying to marry me off for years. Her efforts have intensified since I retired. She’s been waving every available female she can find in my face for the last four months. I didn’t want you to think that I’d taken the bait. I mean, not that you’re bait. You’re an attractive women, but I’m just not interested…”
In women?
“Yes…I mean no. Of course I’m interested in women, just not you…”
Kate couldn’t control her laughter for another second. “You’re just full of tact tonight, aren’t you?”
A muffled response came through the phone. “The noise you just heard was me pulling both feet out of my mouth. May I start over?”
“Let me make this easy on you,” Kate said
“Oh, please do.”
“I understand exactly what you’re trying to say. Karla has dangled your name in front of me a few dozen times, but I’ve had two husbands, and I’m not looking for a third. I’d love to have lunch, or dinner with you, on a purely business basis, to discuss my ideas and see if you’re interested in helping.” She stopped and bit her lip to keep the smile out of her voice. “I’m not interested in you, either.”
You aren’t going to let me live this conversation down, are you?
A giggle broke through despite her efforts. “Maybe someday, but not tonight.”
Coming in the spring of 2015
A police officer on your porch in the middle of the night was never a good thing, even if that officer was your son. Karla Black took one look at the deep lines around her son’s eyes and the tight set of his mouth and wanted to hide from whatever news he was there to deliver. When he stepped into the light pouring from the door, she saw tears and her knees threatened to liquefy.
“What…?” She lost the capacity for speech when Nicolas stepped through the door and pulled her close.
“Dad’s been in an accident. You need to get dressed so I can take you to the hospital.”
She stiffened in his arms as every pore in her body soaked her nightgown in a sticky sweat. “He went fishing with Benton.”
“Benton too. I sent Tyler over to get Callie. They’ll meet us at the hospital.”
“But…I don’t…”
Nicolas took a step away and waited for Karla’s gaze to meet his. “Mom, you need to hurry. It’s not good.”
Excited yet? I am. I love the covers and even though it's hard to write this final Valley View story, I can't wait to bring you the end of the series. So tell me, does Karla look anything like you imagined?

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