- Sneak Peek -Unmarried and approaching thirty in a small town branded her as ready and willing to meet every unattached man who set foot inside the city limits. A sigh escaped. Sweet plaintive notes of a stringed instrument floated on the breeze. Cadence strained to recognize the tune. A person didn’t grow up surrounded by folk music without knowing just about every ballad that could be plucked. But this one eluded her. The twanging strings cried with a soulful sadness that grabbed her by the throat. Her thoughts were washed in loneliness, and she turned toward the sound, past the Heritage Herb Garden. A part of Cadence that couldn’t resist helping others had to see who was expressing such need. She lifted the hem of her long skirt and hurried toward the haunting sound, as if the notes pulled her feet along the path. Abreast of the groundhog pottery kiln, she slowed and peered toward the outdoor stage. On the platform, several musicians gathered—some unpacking instruments, others adjusting microphones. Off to one side, a dark-haired man sat in a straight-backed chair, one foot braced on a scratched case. He leaned forward and strummed a dulcimer, the light wood instrument cradled on denim-covered thighs. Cadence studied the talented player. His too-long hair was tied back, his shoulders were broad inside his western-cut shirt, and his legs were long and lean. Scuffed boots, faded jeans and a worn Harley-Davidson tee-shirt composed his attire. Definitely more attractive than her own outfit. Even from this distance, she spotted a posture that meant the man had an attitude…or was mysterious. A thrill ran over her skin. Who was this guy? He’d definitely swagger when he walked. Yummy. At the thought, she stepped closer, wanting nothing between her and the performance. Long fingers picked the strings in a heated crescendo—note on teasing note, twang on shivery twang, strum on driving strum. He ended the song with a flourish, right hand arcing upward as the last note hung on the early morning air. How did he know exactly how she felt on nights when everyone in Mountain View either had a date or was home curled next to a spouse? The isolation of being solo at the drive-in or enduring the knowing smile of a sympathetic waitress. His song wrapped all those feelings tight around her heart and squeezed. - Prize One -- Prize Two -To ENTER you must comment below: - MUST READ ROMANCES -
10 Comments
Cee
9/30/2022 04:31:17 pm
I was hooked by Cadence’s name. Only a true musician would tie that word in. Interested to read more about this romance.
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Eva Millien
9/30/2022 07:14:48 pm
Wow, I can almost hear the music playing! Definitely have to read this Sweet Inspiration!
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Sherry R
9/30/2022 08:31:41 pm
I love the sheer poetry in the words. Really beautiful!
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Cherie J
9/30/2022 08:57:28 pm
The author did an amazing job reflecting the emotions depicted in her words.
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Shelly Peterson
10/1/2022 01:16:37 am
This sounds amazing. I can t wait to read this.
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Harper T.
10/1/2022 03:02:18 pm
I wish there was more to this scene besides her thinking. Maybe action or talking or romance. I love that cover. I also really like the blurb. Somedays you just need a sweet romance and I think this would be agood fit.
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Victoria Davidson
10/1/2022 03:03:01 pm
What woman isn't distracted by a good swagger! lol
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Amanda Harris
10/1/2022 05:02:08 pm
Oh that sounds like a good singer. Sometimes I like to hum the lyrics so I wonder if the author made up any songs?
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jamie k
10/1/2022 05:03:57 pm
not a bad introduction but its kind of slow moving. does the story pick up. is this a slow burn. not sure about the sneak peek but i did like the blurb.
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Vanessa
10/1/2022 08:52:38 pm
I liked the description but the sneak peek was a bit boring. Is this a sweet romance? Is there action? I have a lot of questions but I will check out the book on amazon to see if there is a sample read.
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