by Susan Edwards
At age six Beth Ann lost her parents in a vicious Crow attack. She was taken captive then rescued by the Sioux who give her a choice: return to her grandfather or stay with her new adoptive family. Beth Ann chooses to stay.
Bodil is a struggling rancher about to lose his land. A corrupt banker and railroad agents want his land and neither are above using sabotage in their efforts to drive him out. His godfather steps in and pays off the bank. The catch? He must marry his godfather’s granddaughter who was raised by the Sioux. Bo agrees to travel to the Dakota Territory to see if the girl found is Beth Ann.
A White Reunion is about to take place. Beth Ann is eager to see all her adoptive relatives. Then her grandfather shows up. This is one reunion she doesn’t want anything to do with. He’d driven her parents out of his home and onto the trail West. She blames him for their deaths.
Bo is a different matter. She’d once adored the son of their neighbor. During her dark days of captivity, she’d woven many fantasies about how he’d rescue her. Bo was everything a young romantic woman needed and wanted. Too bad she no longer needs or wants to be rescued.
Bo can’t believe Beth Ann is alive. Or that the skinny, gangly girl of six has grown into a beautiful, strong woman. Suddenly, marriage doesn’t sound like such a bad idea. Too bad Beth Ann has refused to return to the White man’s world and there is nothing in her world for him. His life is ranching. He has two months to convince her that home is where the heart is and that he is her heart.
But forces gather against them. The brother of Beth Ann’s dead husband has laid claim to her and someone is trying to kill Bo. Can Beth Ann and Bo overcome the threats to their lives and find in each other a love that transcends time, distance and culture?
Bo stared down at Beth, captivated by the silvery sheen of her eyes and the white-glow of her hair. He let his gaze roam over each delicate feature, as though committing them to memory. She sighed, her lips parting. Mesmerized, he leaned forward but instead of kissing her, he drew her close, slipping both hands around her narrow waist and rested his chin on the top of her head.
To his delight, she leaned in, wrapped her arms around his neck, her head tucked into the hollow of his neck. The night shadows wrapped them in the magic of music and night. From somewhere in his childhood, the words to the music came back to him and he realized that Jones brothers were playing a Ballard that had been one of his father’s favorites. Their deep voices blended and added magic to the night and somewhere off in the distance, he heard the soft strains of a mouth organ.
Bo hummed along for a moment, setting the tune in his mind. Then he let his voice join theirs. He sang, low and soft, words of love and longing.
The magical moment brought tears to Beth Ann’s eyes. The richness of his voice, vibrated through every inch of her body, drawing longing to the surface with the same skill of those playing their instruments created magic with a strum of their fingers over strings.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
SUSAN EDWARDS resides in California with her husband of thirty + years. She love animals and has five cats include a pair of two-year-old kittens (they are her babies) as well as two adorable Chiweenie pups named JJ and Abbey. The four youngsters in the pet department make her smile, laugh and sometimes groan each and every day. Recently, she got temporary (ha!) custody of Shasta, her daughter’s three year old, Great Pyrenees.
Susan also enjoys crafts of all sorts including quilting, sewing, cross-stitch and knitting. Knitting and crochet are her current passions. She is also an avid gardener. Through her love of all things Native American, she designed a 26-foot Medicine Wheel Garden. It’s a big project but one that she loves, except when the weeds threaten. Right now, it’s uncertain who is winning this war!
You can follow her progress on her website. Camping, fishing, biking and hiking (when not hot) are other outdoor pursuits she and her husband enjoy.
She is of course, an avid reader and hates cooking and housework. While writing, she listens to a wide variety of music, including Neil Diamond, Celtic, Native American, New Age, Classical, and mood music (bagpipes and howling wolves drive my family nuts). Her current favorites are Blackmore’s Night and David Lanz.
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