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When an unhappy youth leaves him damaged, will Teddy Mckee
be able to find love?
“Teddy Passmore McKee was born in Cork, Ireland, with a limp
and a chip on his shoulder that threw his balance off all the more.” When he
falls in love with the dark haired beauty born of an Irish father and a Spanish
mother, will Gabrielle Quinn be able to restore his balance? And what about the
charming Sean Hennessey? When Gabby catches his eye, too, will Teddy’s playboy
best friend cause his own damage?
Fourteen years later, will Teddy and Gabrielle’s son be able
to overcome the damage done to him in his childhood?
“Even through bloodshot eyes he could see she was different.” But can Michael leave behind the
bottle, and his womanizing ways, to win over the lovely Tess Flanagan? Tess has
sustained some damage of her own. Can she and Michael overcome the terrors of
the past and learn how to love each other?
And if they do, will they be able to elude those after them
who want to create their own damage?
On the run after an altercation leaves their boss in a pool
of blood, will Michael and Tess be able to stay one step ahead of their
pursuers? Or is it simply too late to correct the damage that has been done?
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“Tessie…” He
offered again. “We have to get out of here.”
She remained
frozen in her spot, staring blindly over the cliff. He moved a step closer and
gently grasped her elbow. “Tess—”
She whirled
around and his heart caught in his chest as he stared into her wild green eyes.
Tears shone on her damp cheeks, glimmering in the moonlight like trails of
scattered diamonds. “Nay, Michael,” she said, her words coming out choked. “I
have to tell them the truth. It’s my fault. …I k-killed him.” She sobbed.
He looked at her
sadly, begging her, “Let me help you.”
The back door
creaked open and light spilled out from the bar across the grass, startling
them. He saw Jimmy Flynn’s outline in the doorway. “They’re out here!” he
yelled.
Without waiting
for a response, Michael took Tess’s arm and steered her along the cliff’s edge.
He stepped over the railing and helped her to the other side as well. They
stood on a narrow ledge. To the left a trail dropped off toward the sea. He led
her skittering down the path, loose rock pebbling the beach far below. He had
taken the pathway many a night when he was drunk and feeling particularly
reckless. Tonight he hurried over it with only self-preservation and Tess’s
safety in mind.
They heard
voices above them, coming from every direction as searchers fanned out along
the top of the cliff. Their eyes met. They hardly dared to breathe. A
flashlight beam ventured over the railing and along the cliff face. She
clutched his hand, squeezing it until he lost feeling in his fingers. He tried
to flatten himself even more tightly against the rock face, wishing it would
somehow melt and absorb them. Several seconds passed and the beam of light was
joined by another, and another, each swinging away, and then toward them again.
He grabbed a quick look at the
churning sea below then closed his eyes for a second, and his stomach dropped.
He took a deep breath before turning his head to look at Tess. Her eyes were
closed and her lips were moving fervently, but she emitted no sound. He
swallowed, wondering again why the sight of her affected him so. After several
minutes a voice called out, “You won’t get away with this, Mikey.” Had someone
seen them? He heard Jimmy Flynn mutter, “Wherever they are, we won’t find them
tonight.” One by one the lights disappeared until only a solitary beam shone.
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Can you get more folksy than that? She met her husband at the University of
Missouri-Columbia and now she has a nineteen-year-old (how did that happen?)
and seventeen year old triplets! She loves to read, karaoke (where she can
pretend she is a rock star) and spends WAY too much time on Facebook. She grew
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