Sweet Southern Hearts
Willow Hill, #3
Willow Hill, #3
by Susan Schild
Releasing January 11th 2017
Lyrical Press
Lyrical Press
Susan Schild welcomes you back to the offbeat
Southern town of Willow Hill, North Carolina, for a humorous, heartwarming
story of new beginnings, do-overs, and self-discovery…
From The Book Junkie Reads . . . Sweet
Southern Hearts (Willow Hill, #3) . . .
Obstacles, road blocks,
family & friends all should be in the past since the wedding has taken
place and now it’s time for their honeymoon. Linny and Jack have finally got
their happily ever after or at least it was supposed to be that way. The
wedding was behind them it was honeymoon time. That was until a phone call. After
the phone call things for the honeymooning couple takes on a character of fun,
excitement, and entertainment. Through it all you had to feel with and for
Linny. She was the champ of this one. She stood by everyone that needed her for
something or another.
This was one sweet southern
American romance with the fact that family really did exists. Susan Schild put
her spin a happily ever after for a woman that has had her share of upset,
heartbreak, life changing events. With the help and support of the very family
and friends that were there for their dating, proposal, wedding planning, and
the wedding gives the final installment rich character, enchanting scenes, and
a bit of extra southern flavor. Family and friends are an American Southern
staple. This read gives you that and more.
Willow
Hill series:
Linny’s Sweet Dream List – Willow Hill, #1
Sweet Carolina Morning – Willow Hill, #2
Sweet Southern Hearts – Willow Hill, #3
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When it comes to marriage, third time’s the charm for Linny Taylor. She’s thrilled to be on her honeymoon with Jack Avery, Willow Hill’s handsome veterinarian. But just like the hair-raising white water rafting trip Jack persuades her to take, newlywed life has plenty of dips and bumps.
When it comes to marriage, third time’s the charm for Linny Taylor. She’s thrilled to be on her honeymoon with Jack Avery, Willow Hill’s handsome veterinarian. But just like the hair-raising white water rafting trip Jack persuades her to take, newlywed life has plenty of dips and bumps.
Jack’s twelve-year-old son is resisting all Linny’s efforts to be the perfect
stepmother, while her own mother, Dottie, begs her to tag along on the first
week of a free-wheeling RV adventure. Who knew women “of a certain age” could
drum up so much trouble? No sooner is Linny sighing with relief at being back
home than she’s helping her frazzled sister with a new baby…and dealing with an
unexpected legacy from her late ex. Life is fuller—and richer—than she ever
imagined, but if there’s one thing Linny’s learned by now, it’s that there’s
always room for another sweet surprise…
“This charming and well observed novel about finding the courage to love after loss will make you smile as well as cry more than a few happy tears. Be prepared for a story of true tenderness, humor, and sometimes nail biting tension. Sweet Southern Hearts delivers all this and more.” --Holly Chamberlin, author of Summer with my Sisters
“This charming and well observed novel about finding the courage to love after loss will make you smile as well as cry more than a few happy tears. Be prepared for a story of true tenderness, humor, and sometimes nail biting tension. Sweet Southern Hearts delivers all this and more.” --Holly Chamberlin, author of Summer with my Sisters
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Jack stepped inside
and gave her a wry grin. “I just texted Vera and told her the fighting was
upsetting Neal and that we were coming home early to take him for a few days. I
didn’t ask her, I told her. That should set off a firestorm.” He grimaced and
held up his phone. “The furious calls should start in four, three, two, one…”
Linny stood with a
hand on her hip, sent him a crooked smile, and waited. The phone rang, its tone
sounding more shrill and urgent than it usually did.
Jack rolled his eyes,
turned it off, and slipped it in his pocket.
Despite knowing that
going home was the best thing to do, as they wound down the mountain in the
truck, Linny fantasized about what it would be like to deal less with Vera, if
just for a little while. Maybe she and Chaz would get a sudden burning desire
to live off the grid for a year to fix their marriage. They'd move to a cabin
with no plumbing in Talkeetna, Alaska. Normal-looking couples did it all the
time on all those Alaska shows Jack and Neal watched. Vera and Chaz could
re-bond while chopping firewood and fixing their broken snowmobile, which they
urgently needed to go into town to get much-needed supplies because a blizzard
was fast approaching. For one long moment Linny imagined how serene life would
be with Vera in Talkeetna. She and Jack could walk together through a field of
wildflowers, each holding one of Neal’s hands—something the boy would never
allow them to do. Bluebirds and hummingbirds would fly around them.
Flushing guiltily,
she glanced at Jack as though he could read her mind, but he was flipping down
the sun visor. Linny blew out a sigh. Glumly, she stared out the window. She
didn’t really wish for that Alaskan adventure for Vera. Neal really needed his
mother and he’d grown to love his stepfather, Chaz, too.
Linny and Jack were
quiet for much of the long drive home from the mountains to Willow Hill. Even
her Technicolor daydream of Vera battling icy winds as she trudged to the
outhouse in fifty below weather didn't cheer her up. Linny was just too
disappointed to make conversation. Jack looked pensive, the muscles in his jaw
working.
Her phone rang and
she glanced at the screen. It was Ruby, one of her mother, Dottie’s, two best
friends. Had something happened to Mama? Her stomach tightened as she pictured
her mother lying on the floor like that woman on the TV commercial who lived
alone and didn’t have the emergency clicker necklace.
But Ruby sounded
cheery. “Hi, sweetheart. Hope you’re just walking on air now that you’re
freshly married. You tell that handsome hunk of a husband of yours that I said
hey.” Ruby had been a looker in her heyday and still had a flirty streak.
Linny breathed out.
This wasn’t a meet-me-at-the-emergency-room call. She called to
Jack, “Ruby says hey, you handsome hunk of a husband.”
Jack shook his head,
but his mouth crooked up.
“We’re at your mama’s
house and you need to talk to her,” Ruby said. “For weeks now we girls have
been planning to go to the RV show at the Civic Center to make a final decision
about what kind of camper or RV we want to rent for our trip. We’re fixing to
get in the car to go and now she’s making all kinds of excuses for staying
home. This is the last day of the show,” Ruby said, sounding exasperated.
Since coming to terms
with learning that her late husband had had a longtime mistress, her mother had
shaken off her dour, church lady demeanor and blossomed. She’d given up the
yard sale habit that bordered on hoarding, taken a two-week Caribbean cruise
with her girlfriends, and was now seeing a charming older man named Mack whom
she’d met on the ship. Oh, and Dottie—a card-carrying Baptist and member of the
Sisters of Dorcas ladies’ prayer circle—had won $250,000 on the nickel slots on
the ship. So, emboldened with her first big vacation, Mama and her two friends
had cooked up this RV adventure they called their “trip to see the US of A.” It
was all the three of them had talked about for months.
“Let me talk to her,” a woman’s voice said
insistently. Linny heard a fumbling as the phone changed hands. “Dessie here,”
said her mother’s other best friend, in her usual brisk tone. “This is the
second time she’s backed out of the RV show. Yesterday she said her feet were
hurting her and today she’s claiming her sugar’s high.”
Linny paused a beat,
baffled. “She doesn’t have bad feet or sugar problems.”
“We know,” Dessie
said drily.
“Can you put her on
the phone?” Linny asked, rubbing the spot on her temple that had begun to
throb. What was going on?
More fumbling sounds,
and the phone clattered as it dropped to the floor. Dessie picked back up.
“Your mama doesn’t feel like talking right now. She and Curtis are going in to
take a little lie down.”
Linny wondered again
how her mother could get any sleep at all sharing her bed with Curtis, her
170-pound Great Dane. But maybe Dottie really wasn’t well. “Dessie, does she
seem sick? Should you run her by the urgent care?”
Dessie said, “We ate lunch
at Captain Finn’s Seafood and she had the First Mate’s Special with an extra
order of shrimp and lemon chess pie for dessert.” She chuckled. “So her appetite’s fine and her
color is good, too. You ask me, I think she’s just got a case of nerves.”
“Nerves about what?”
Linny asked, coming up empty when she tried to think of any stressors in her
mother’s peaceful life and remembered all the unexpected happiness that had
been showered upon her over the last year.
Dessie’s voice was
back at a normal decibel level and extra bright. “Well, we’re real glad you had
a good visit to the mountains and we can’t wait to hear all about it.”
Her mother must have
come back within earshot. Scanning the highway for signs, she saw they were
almost to Greensboro. “Dessie, you and Ruby go on to the RV show yourselves and
do reconnaissance for your trip. Jack and I are coming back early from the
mountains and we’ll be home in two hours. Tell Mama I’ll stop by to see her
this evening.”
“I will, honey, and
you two drive safe.” Dessie ended the call.
“What’s wrong with
your mama?” Jack asked, his eyes lit with concern.
“Not sure. The girls
don’t think it’s anything serious, but I’ll run by and check on her. Dessie
said it could be nerves.” She turned her hands palms up. “About what I don’t
know, but I’ll find out.”
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Author Info
Susan
Schild writes wholesome and sunny Southern fiction.
She likes stories about charming men, missing money, adventuresome women, sweet
dogs, and happily ever afters at any age.
Susan is a wife and a stepmother. She enjoys rummaging through thrift store for treasures like four dollar cashmere sweaters and amateur watercolor paintings. She likes taking walks with her Lab mix, Tucker, and his buddies. She and her family live in North Carolina.
Susan has used her professional background as a psychotherapist and a management consultant to add authenticity to her characters.
Susan is a wife and a stepmother. She enjoys rummaging through thrift store for treasures like four dollar cashmere sweaters and amateur watercolor paintings. She likes taking walks with her Lab mix, Tucker, and his buddies. She and her family live in North Carolina.
Susan has used her professional background as a psychotherapist and a management consultant to add authenticity to her characters.
SWEET SOUTHERN HEARTS, the final book in the Willow
Hill series, will be released in January of 2017. Readers can look forward to
more adventures, new beaus, sinister ministers, lovebirds over fifty, a road
trip for Mama and her pals, and maybe even an “I Do”...or two.
You can follow Susan on Facebook, Twitter and on her website or subscribe to her quarterly
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