It is the summer of 1381, London, a complex time of crisis brought on by an oppressive poll tax, the warring of two rival claimants to the Papacy, and the preaching of Friar Ball and John Wyclif. Richard II is only fourteen, and threatened by his uncle, the unpopular Duke John. Caught in this political and spiritual turmoil are Mary Oldfield, who shoulders family responsibilities beyond her years, and Paul Angus, a searching young musical genius.
The exiting and romantic sequel to The Man of Signs by the master story-teller, Jim Dameron.
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One secret kept, another uncovered…
A disillusioned widow must choose between her new-found home and guarding a secret. Then a devastating discovery leads her down a road she never expected to travel…
Excerpt:
“Look, ma’am.” His picture-perfect smile disappeared behind the long line of his lips, his voice laced with impatience. “I know you’re concerned about accepting a ride with someone you don’t know. Can’t say I blame you. But by the time I get to town, get gas and get back out here, it’s going to be dark. Then you’ll have plenty of reason to be afraid.”
She raised a hand to her lips. What he said made sense, but could she trust him?
His mouth curled at the corners. “Coyotes are pretty bad in these parts. Sure wouldn’t want to be out here after dark. Especially alone.”
Coyotes? Dani yanked on the door handle and hoisted herself onto the grimy seat. After one breath in, she wrinkled her nose and sniffed. What was that smell? Eau de Sweat? She swiveled her head toward him and found his gaze trained on her, his face lined with suppressed laughter.
He needn’t be so amused. She fidgeted with the seat belt and held it with one hand to keep it from riding across her nose. “I think someone up there must not like me.”
“What makes you say that?” He stared at her like she was mentally unbalanced and put the truck in gear.
“It’s just been a rough day, like God has it in for me or something.”
He raised one brow. “I think God must love you a lot, or I wouldn’t have come home this way. Not many people use this road anymore.”
Dani drew in a sharp breath. Did God love her? She gave her wet head a shake, sending droplets of water to the worn seat. Yeah, right. No one could love her. Not even God.
Print Edition coming Spring 2010 to Amazon.com
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Sample Chapters at: http://TexasRoadsbyCathyBryant.blogspot.com
Author’s Website: www.CatBryant.com
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An ancient cedar chest from the hands of the master carpenter, Jesus. A time of violence in the warring fifth-century kingdoms of Dalriada and Cruithne (ancient Ireland and Scotland). Brother Brude, a product of both cultures and guardian of the precious chest, must survive and search out the will of God from amid the demands of men.
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