That was what happened with Lane. Originally I thought he’d be the hero of The Cowboy’s Reluctant Bride, but Lane wasn’t ready for romance or a happy ending so soon after being injured in Afghanistan and his story had to wait. But Monty had his part to tell, his guilt to get over so he could find some happiness. And seeing Monty get his happy ending helped Lane.
He’s settled down in Marietta as much as he can. He uses it has his home base as he goes out in the world and proves to himself that being a double amputee isn’t going to hold him down. He does everything he could before, rides his horse and helps his older brother on the ranch, skis, rides in cycling races and he talks. Through this he’s gotten pretty darned good at showing the world he’s recovered. He’s back to the old Lane. But the old Lane is gone and it takes a special, shy woman from Marietta to make him realize that is finally home and finally ready to move on.
Christmas is a special time for most of us and in the fictional (it doesn’t feel fictional, does it?) town of Marietta it is magical. A place where miracles happen and where the season works its special magic.
Here’s a little snippet of Her Christmas Cowboy:
The house looked like something that should be on HGTV’s Christmas decorating show. Mrs. Danvers took the holidays to the extreme. She was inside making her famous French toast casserole, which Lane had to admit he was looking forward to.
As soon as they had all of the figures arranged Felicity took his hand, surprising him as she tugged him backward. He lost his balance and started to fall, reaching out and careening into her.
She grunted as she took the full force of his weight and her surprised gaze met his. They slipped on the snowy ground and sort of awkwardly fell to the ground, ending up next to each other.
“Oh, God. I’m so sorry. I just forgot,” she said. “I wanted to show you the best place to see the nativity.”
He was angry again. Not at Felicity. Never at her. But at himself and at his fate. He didn’t give into it often but today just felt like one of those days when he was having a hard time smiling and faking that he was okay.
He wasn’t okay.
He hated that a girl he liked couldn’t just grab his hand and pull him without him going over like a card house.
But this was his life.
She kept her eyes on him and he sensed she saw too much as always. He tried to fake a smile as hers faded and he knew that this wasn’t going to work out the way he wanted it to. She knew he wasn’t shaking this off.
“Don’t. Don’t say anything else,” he said and felt a little mean about the way he’d said it.
“Hey, what are you two doing?” Mrs. Danvers yelled from the porch. “Brunch will be ready in fifteen minutes.”
“We’re making snow angels,” Felicity yelled back.
“You’re too close together,” her mom said.
“We don’t mind if the angels aren’t perfect, Mom,” Felicity said.
Then she flopped onto her back next to him and he followed suit. She took his hand in hers and he glanced over to see that she was facing him. “No one has to be perfect.”
I think I’m obsessed with snow at Christmas mainly because I grew up in Florida and the closest we came to snow was when my dad would leave the sprinklers on overnight and they would freeze so we had some nice looking icicles on Christmas morning.
I’ve always wanted that almost perfect Southern Living Christmas morning. But when my kids were little I realized that jumping in wrapping paper and eating sticky cinnamon rolls in the living room was my kind of perfect.
What does your holiday look like?
Mine’s sort of a mix between something that could grace a magazine spread and messy normal family stuff. Like when Coco and Lukey were little we used to move the Three Wise Men around the house so they could journey to the manger to see Jesus and my son added his Sam The Snowman figure to the mix since he thought that the snowman would like to see Jesus too. Now I always put the snowman out with the wise men…he sort of needs to be there.
Tell me something special about your holiday and I’ll entered you to win a Marietta Christmas prize pack…all three of my Scott Brothers Christmas Stories, A Book Girl’s Guide to Marietta, and a Cheryl’s Cookie Card!
USA Today bestselling author Katherine Garbera is a two-time Maggie winner who has written more than 60 books. A Florida native who grew up to travel the globe, Katherine now makes her home in the Midlands of the UK with her husband, two children and a very spoiled miniature dachshund.