Friday, July 28, 2017

The day I fell in love with Cowboys

It was a hot, mid-summer day while visiting my maternal grandmother during school vacation. 

She lived in a trailer park with a lovely creek. 

My little sister, Teri, and I spent countless hours playing in or near the water. We’d slide down a large, flat rock into a waist deep pool, catch and release crawdads, and ‘fish’ with poles Grandma helped us make out of sticks, white string, and safety pin hooks baited with bits of marshmallow. 

Although I was getting older, around twelve, I still enjoyed messing around by the creek with Teri. But that day my sister stayed home, sick. And Grandma, in her late sixties and suffering from arthritis and bad knees, was only up for a few hours of either Crazy Eights or Uno. I usually brought books to read when she needed to rest or watch her show. 

I’d forgotten that day. 

Grandma, bless her heart, said I could read one of her books. Sigh. 

I read books like: Misty, Trixie Belden, Nancy Drew, and Island of the Blue Dolphins. She read sweet romances, which didn’t interest me at all, and old westerns. I could watch Lawrence Welk with her or read a book by Zane Grey. I plucked Riders of the Purple Sage off the shelf, hoping not to be too bored. 

 And I fell in love. 

I read through Grandma’s entire collection that summer. 

Those old western novel cowboys were flawed men who may have done wrong in the past but had the quiet strength and conviction to do right by those they loved whatever the cost. 

My kind of heroes, then and now. 

All my cowboys are inspired by the men in those westerns. 

Nate Rolfe in 
The Lone Cowboy of River Bend, 
the final book of my Men of Fir Mountain Series, is a prime example. 

 Loyal, steadfast and determined, he won’t return to his beloved homestead until the trouble makers threatening his extended
family are rooted out.

The Lone Cowboy of River Bend 

The Men of Fir Mountain
Book 3

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Wednesday, July 26, 2017

The Lone Cowboy of River Bend: The Men of Fir Mountain Book 3

Welcome back to Fir Mountain

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First you met

The Outlaw of Cedar Ridge 


The Lawman of Silver Creek

Ready for another cowboy?

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The man they’re all talking about…

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The Men of Fir Mountain

The man they’re all talking about…
Gossip has spread far and wide about the broken-hearted recluse of River’s Bend – and who will be the lucky girl to heal him!
But Nate Rolfe knows his isolated homestead offers no life for a woman. Plus, he has more pressing matters on his mind than unwanted female attention, such as tracking the elusive band of cattle rustlers plaguing Fir Mountain, and the plight of his family’s determined new housekeeper, Hannah Brooks, who is like no woman he’s ever met before.
…and the woman who could win his love!
Hannah will do anything to protect her illegitimate daughter, but with no family, no job and soon no home, the future looks bleak for a woman of her reputation. So now she has no choice but to turn to the family her outlaw lover warned her against contacting before he died. Only, Nate is nothing but kind to her and little Jemma.
As she is drawn into Nate’s life – and tempted into his arms – Hannah must decide if she can trust him with both the truth of Jemma’s birth, and her own bruised and wary heart…


Nathaniel Rolfe quickened his stride, heading toward the Trail’s End Saloon on the edge of Silver Falls City, where he’d arranged to meet his friend, Matthew Marston. People littering the streets and plank sidewalks hindered him, slowing his pace. The sensation of someone staring at him prickled his skin just before a young woman planted herself in his path.

“You’re him, aren’t you?” She matched his sidestep when he tried to dodge her. “You’re the-”

“No,” Nate broke in, hoping to stop her loud, high-pitched voice from cutting through the ruckus of the crowd and drawing more unwanted attention to him.

Her hands clapped together like an excited child. “Yes, you are.”

Nate gritted his teeth. It was odd how women had been taking an undue interest in him lately. And how did she notice me in this mess of people?

It didn’t make any sense. He wasn’t unusually handsome. His facial scar wasn’t that remarkable. He wore the same basic clothing as most of the men on the street, sturdy leather boots with signs of wear, blue jeans, an oil- cloth duster over a wool-lined coat and a brown hat that had seen better days.

“I can’t believe I spotted you.”

Neither can I. But he didn’t question her. Asking the others had been pointless.

All Nate knew was that someone had spread romanticized gossip about him in the last several months while he’d been helping Matt, the Sheriff of Silver Creek County, and his cousin, Ben, track rustlers. Only Heaven knew why. And how random women recognized him on sight remained a mystery. At times like this, he could swear someone must have drawn up a sketch of him, then passed it around the county, woman to woman, like some sort of wanted poster.

The Lone Cowboy of River Bend 

The Men of Fir Mountain
Book 3

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