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Book One Nashville Dreamers *Sweet Home Alabama meets A Walk in the Clouds*
Holly Mae Raleigh has finally arrived, landing a plum VP position in Music City. But when her Aunt Della calls in a favor sending Holly back to her hometown, she finds herself ankle deep in a chicken pen while juggling the demands of her job and an old flame. As her carefully constructed facade comes tumbling down, she meets a handsome vineyard owner who also studies the spiritual side of the vines. Can he convince Holly he sees her as God does, and help her rediscover her faith?
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Having lived near vineyards and studying up on ancient customs made me want to incorporate it all into a romance novel.
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THE TROUBLE WITH HOLLY (Excerpt)
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“Holly Mae, is that you?”
Holly blinked at the sound of her aunt’s refined Southern drawl. “Della?”
A myriad of images swept through her mind. Dark hair styled in the latest sultry fashion. High cheekbones on the fairest complexion. The pronounced arch of her perfect eyebrows. And that expectant smile, as if royalty had just dropped by to say hello. And always, always, dressed for success from head to toe. Converting her Tennessee dialect and image into that of a true Southern belle, Della Burrell was now the darling of the Manhattan real estate scene.
“Sweetheart, where have you been? I’ve had a devil of a time tracking you down after my phone let me down and lost my numbers.”
Holly swallowed. Why would Della be calling her now? “Is something wrong with—” She glanced at Dominick, who leveled an impatient stare at her. She cleared her throat, turning her back to him again. “Is something wrong with Garth?”
“I see,” Holly continued. “I’ll be happy to give him a call. Was there anything else?”
“I gather you’re indisposed at the moment?”
Bingo. Dear, dear, perceptive Aunt Della. “Yes, as a matter of fact I am, so if we could talk later, I would—”
“Don’t hang up on me, Holly Mae Raleigh! I need to talk to you this minute.”
“Now?” Holly whispered faintly. An impulse to pray surprised her. Clawing her way to the almost-top of her company had made church attendance a hit and miss prospect.
“I have a tenant back in Tucker’s Ridge who’s left a hundred chickens loose on my property. The neighbor who owns the adjacent property is furious and wants those chickens to stop scavenging his grounds. I sold him that land a few years ago, and I’m hoping to sell him the adjacent property in the very near future. And if I’m to get half what I want for it, we must resolve this problem immediately!”
Yikes. The royal we! “Well, I’m awfully sorry, but what’s that got to do with me?” she whispered hoarsely. Chickens? Chickens?
“Holly Mae, I’m in the middle of a huge real estate deal right now and I can’t get out there. I need you to go take care of this.”
Holly’s heart pounded. “I’m in the middle of something substantial, too,” she whispered.
“I’m sure you are. I heard about that big promotion of yours, and if I wasn’t so busy here, I’d catch a flight and come celebrate with you. I truly am proud of you, Holly Mae. Really, I am. But this is quite urgent, and I’m afraid I must insist you help me with this matter. And I do mean now.”
Holly cringed. She suspected this day would come—when Aunt Della would call in a serious favor. Her previous impulse to pray turned into a silent, all-out plea for deliverance.
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