High Country Hearts
FOLLOWING HER HEART After years spent helping to run her family’s Christian bookstore, it’s time for Adrie Chandler to give her own dream a chance. But can she really trust the beloved shop to new manager Ross Peterson? The man is too handsome, too charming . . . too much a reminder of another dream Adrie had to let go of—marriage.Yet Ross surprises her by knowing a thing or two about making sacrifices. Suddenly, Adrie’s questioning what she really wants. And whether the dreams she once thought unlikely are within reach after all.
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Rob emerged from a cabin, shading his eyes from the glare of the sun.
He put on sunglasses and strode toward her. He’d been good-looking in college, but the determined figure swiftly covering the ground between them was no longer a boy. Far from it. He was now solid. Confident. All man.
She couldn’t see his eyes, hidden as they were behind his sunglasses, but she felt them on her. What did he see when he looked at her? The skinny, giggling girl she’d been—or the woman she hoped she’d become?
She took a deep breath, endeavoring to quiet her thumping heart. Get a grip, Olivia. You’re not a starry-eyed eighteen-year-old anymore. She flashed him a bright smile as he came to a halt before her. “Now where’s this graffiti you called about?”
He abruptly turned and set off on the trail to the log structure, leaving her to trot along behind. It was apparent he didn’t plan to make their so-called reunion anything more than superficial.
The Rob of her dreams this was not.
What’s happened to him, Lord?
Dear Reader,
Welcome back to Canyon Springs! This “high country” region of Arizona is filled with beautiful little mountain communities featuring abundant campsites and cabin resorts like Singing Rock. It’s a perfect spot for a getaway—to step back, quiet down and listen to the “still small voice” of God.
Rob McGuire came to Canyon Springs for a fresh start, but he faced many challenges of his own making. Sometimes our wrong choices go unnoticed by others. We ask for forgiveness and keep them “just between us and God.” However, as in Rob’s case, some choices may have more public and long-lasting consequences. They can create obstacles—including fear of rejection—in our relationship with God and with others.
I hope you’ve enjoyed Olivia and Rob’s journey to recognizing God’s loving mercy. Mercy evidenced through His forgiveness—not rejection—and bringing about good from decisions that fell far short of His own ideals.
I love to hear from readers, so please contact me via email at [email protected] or Love Inspired Books, 233 Broadway, Suite 1001, New York, NY 10279. Please also visit my website at www.glynnakaye.com—and stop in at www.loveinspiredauthors.com and www.seekerville.net.
Thank you for again joining me in Canyon Springs!
Glynna
But God demonstrates his own love for us in this:
While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
—Romans 5:8
Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.
—Hebrews 13:5
To my cousin, friend and published author,
Kathleen Bacus. We’ve come a long way from writing and performing plays in Grandma Belle’s basement.
Chapter One
The last time she saw Rob McGuire, he was down on one knee in front of all their friends, diamond ring in hand, and gazing up in hopeful expectation—at her college roommate. So what on earth was he doing seven years later on her parents’ doorstep? And with a cop no less.
With a quick intake of breath, Olivia Diaz stared from one man to the other, finding Rob’s frowning demeanor more encouraging than that of the solemn-eyed officer of the law. But she focused on the latter.
“What’s wrong?” Had something happened to her parents? She’d arrived in Canyon Springs shortly after midnight—Tuesday before Labor Day weekend—to an empty house. And now at 7:00 a.m., she’d thought it still too early to call any of her sisters to find out where their folks might be.
“And you are—?” The stocky Native American officer presented a polite smile, a light breeze ruffling his hair.
“Olivia Diaz.” She motioned to the rugged, ponderosa-pine-studded acreage encompassing the rental cabin property her family had run for decades in the high country of Arizona. “My parents—Paul and Rosa Diaz—own Singing Rock.”
She shot an anxious glance at Rob, then stepped out the door and onto the front porch of the two-story log home. It was Rob, wasn’t it? She’d only gotten a few hours of sleep, but surely she wasn’t hallucinating. The same trim build, broad shoulders and square jaw. Something in the expressive gray eyes flickered. Did he remember her?
The officer held out identification, again drawing her attention. “I’m Deputy Nate Karel of the County Sheriff’s Department, here to see Mr. or Mrs. Diaz. Mr. McGuire here indicated they were out of town, but when we saw signs of habitation at the house, we thought they might have returned.”
Tension drained. Her parents were okay.
“No, they’re not at home, but in their absence you can speak with me.” They’d probably gone on an overnight trip to the Valley of the Sun—the Phoenix area—but she herself would be managing the property in the not-too-distant future. That was her parents’ hope, anyway—or had been. After last year’s episode it might take some convincing, but she was determined to win them over.
“There’s been vandalism to the property.” The soft, Navajo cadence of the officer’s tone thrummed gently in her ears as he produced a small notebook and pen.
She glanced again at Rob, who seemed to be following the conversation with almost proprietary interest.
