I enjoy reading historical fiction, and especially am intrigued by stories about groups of so-called Plain people. I'm not sure that the 'Society of True Inspiration' would count as a Plain people, but to read about them was interesting nonetheless! :)This is a sweet romance, with twists and turn...
The author lived in Iowa during high school and became intrigued by the Amana Colonies and the Amana People. This historical novel was an interesting picture of the early Amana Colonies and the Civil War — in the last year as a man from the Colonies went to help in Tennessee. There is a whole se...
Would anyone suspect that the beautiful Quaker, Anna Brent was harboring runaway slaves in her attic? Liberty, Indiana served as a stop on the Underground Railroad, as brave Quaker abolitionists risked their lives and the lives of their family and friends to aid those determined to flee slavery a...
Her heart pounded as she walked toward the spiral steps. “Chase?” she quietly called up to the tower. Silence was her only answer. She shouldn’t want him to be here, not as much as she did. Nothing could happen between them except friendship. Yet what was so wrong with their being friends? It had...
It had only been a short walk to the riverbank, but his foot was throbbing. Thank God for Elisha’s cane—and for Lydia’s sharp wit and calm demeanor as she played along with his scheme. Thank God Major Reed and his men wouldn’t think to look for him here. Unlike the bright-red coats of the Tories,...
The pub was a popular mecca for those who admired J. R. R. Tolkien, C. S. Lewis, and their entire group of literary giants they called Inklings.Christopher wasn’t even close to being a literary giant nor was he a tourist, but he enjoyed writing and liked to feign himself one of the professors who...
I wanted to hurl my iPad across the room, but instead of throwing it, I clenched it in my hands, stared at the lie of a headline on the news site and the picture of Austin and me in front of the Byrd Theatre this past spring. His arm was around me, communicating to the world that we belonged toge...
She and Micah sang together as they rolled up their bedrolls and then the canvas of their tent to pack in their cart. No one out here cared if she sang off-keyThey quickly ate the remaining pemmican, and then she urged Micah, Boaz, and the oxen along the path. Jack and the others would likely sto...