Summer is an artist, who captures the beauty of things seen with a paint brush. BUT the last painting she completed shunned her painting anymore because the people were too persistent on a perfect piece. After several adjustments, she still never was able to get the exact piece right and for th...
Why hadn’t he figured it out sooner? Sure, God had sent a camel, and a donkey, and tonight a lamb, but he’d sent John too. With a beaming grin, he ran into his mother’s bedroom. He knelt down beside the bed. “Thank you, God!” he prayed. “I should have figured it out sooner. I was giving you ...
Ethan declared. “I’m not going to do any painting today. I have somewhere I have to be.” He ran a hand through his hair and checked his watch. “You’re not going to paint my house for me. You spent enough time here last night.” “Five hours,” she said with a disgusted snort. “I figure, at wha...
Wait! She suddenly recalled the evening before, in which her mother and sister had ambushed her when she’d arrived home from her date with Joe. They had accused her of awful things. Her heart twisted as she remembered each painful detail of the heated conversation. She had told them she wasn’t...
Barnes settled into his new store, kept her moving from early morning until late evening. While she actually enjoyed the pace, she found it left little time for a social life. She hadn’t seen much of Miles, since his workload had increased along with the mall traffic as well. When she did see h...
Dare smiled approvingly when she opened the door. “Don’t you look nice,” he observed smoothly. “Thank you. You, too.” He did look very handsome in dark slacks and a shirt that featured varying shades of blue that brought out the crisp, cool blue of his eyes. Belle closed and locked the door b...