Hi, I'm Donna B. McNicol and my small town is Jamestown, TN where we have five
acres and an RV site. We travel most of the year in our RV and enjoy seeing the
country on our Harley-Davidson voicemails. Oh, I'm a 65 y/o great-grandmother.
;-)
This is about/from from my recently released small town romance novel, Home
Again, available on both Amazon and Smashwords.
Sarah worries that Brian will grow bored and get
into trouble but she has her own worries, like finding a job to support them.
There isn’t much call for more waitresses in a town with one diner and a coffee
shop. How will she support them so they can stay here in her home
town?
Then there is the hunky sheriff who’s also new to
town, Carl Pierce, who seems to be quite interested in learning more about Sarah
and her son. Will his ex-wife cause them problems? What about Sarah’s ex? Will
Brian rebel at the thought of another man in his life? What happens when the
tornado rips through the area?
EXCERPT:
“I’ll be right back. I just have to talk to Nancy
for a minute. Okay?” Sarah pulled the car into the pharmacy parking
lot.
Not
looking up from his game Brian replied, “Sure, Mom.”
“We’ll
get that ice cream when I’m done.”
This
time he looked up, “Great. I want a hot fudge sundae with whipped cream and a
cherry on top.”
Sarah
shook her head, “You’ll settle for a regular cone, single dip.”
“Fine.”
His head dipped back to the game.
The
bells over the door jingled as Sarah walked inside. She loved walking into the
old style store. The only thing that had changed since she was a kid was the
missing soda fountain. Too many health regulations had caused that. But the tall
ceilings, shelves full of merchandise you couldn’t find anywhere else and the
candy counter still remained. She walked through to the pharmacy window at the
back and looked for Nancy, finding her leaning over a tub full of pill
bottles.
“Hey
Nance.”
Straightening
slowly, Nancy put her hands on her back and groaned. “I’m getting too old for
this.”
Sarah
laughed, “You’re three months older than me. We’re not old so quit
complaining.”
“So
you say, you young whippersnapper you.” A customer in another aisle looked over
as the girls started laughing.
“Guess
who I just saw?”
Nancy
came out from behind the counter and motioned Sarah into a quiet corner.
“Who?”
“Someone
who has a crush on you.”
“No
one in this town has a crush on me. Heck, I could crush most of the men in this
town.”
“You
stop that right now. You have curves. Men like curves. Look at Marilyn
Monroe.”
“Sarah,
I’m no Marilyn Monroe. I’m fine with my weight. I’ve always been heavy, I’ll
always be heavy. I know it turns off the guys. That’s okay. My life is good. I
have lots of friends, a good job and get to take an amazing vacation every year.
What more could I ask for?”
Sarah
sighed and shook her head at her friend. “You are gorgeous even if you don’t see
it. As soon as I get a job we’re going into Tulsa and get some glamour shots
done. You’ll see.”
Review from JerrieLea Hopf:
Well, you just got me in a whole lot of trouble. The dishes are still in the sink from last night ’cause I was reading your new book.
You Go Girl!!! It is great. Your descriptions of the people made me think I was back in the Midwest in my “growing up” days. That might have been a made up town – but it sure sounded like my home town – right down to the diner on Main Street.
Can’t wait for your next one.
Thanks for reading!
http://donnamcnicol.com/author
Hi, I'm Donna B. McNicol and my small town is Jamestown, TN where we have five acres and an RV site. We travel most of the year in our RV and enjoy seeing the country on our Harley-Davidson voicemails. Oh, I'm a 65 y/o great-grandmother. ;-)
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