Sweet Saturday Snippet From Christmas Romance Somewhere the Bells Ring (#4)


December 1968

Sometimes in life, the people who come before you and the events they undergo determine your fate. It seemed to Eric Burke that his course had been predetermined, his path already laid out for him, but he couldn’t see clearly where it led. If he took a wrong turn, he might fall into the void. If he chose rightly, all might still end well. At least, this was the sensation washing over him as he limped into the dining room at Maple Hill.

Alight with candles, festooned with greenery, the room was a Yuletide dream, and waiting to greet him was Arwen, the Elven princess from The Lord of the Rings. Not that she had elfish ears, they were dainty and set close to her head,
but the oval shape of her face framed by tendrils of honey-colored hair, starry eyes dappled green and gold like the forests of Middle Earth, and her petite size gave her an appealing sprite-like appearance.

His stepmother joined the girl. Blue eyes crinkling in a smile, Meg closed an affectionate arm around her slender shoulders. “You remember Bailey, don’t you, Eric?”

He bit back his astonishment. “Of course. Good to see you again, Bailey.”

She smiled at him. Not a token nicety, but a genuine curve of her pretty, unpainted mouth, reflected in the glowing warmth of her eyes.
“Welcome home, Eric.”

A strange fluttering stirred in his middle and palpitations charged his heart. “Thanks. Good to be back.”

What Eric expected to find on his return to Maple Hill he couldn’t have said. The old home was much as he’d left it, he supposed, but certainly not Bailey Randolph looking like she’d stepped out of a fairy tale. She might have been dressed for a Madrigal dinner in that anklelength, green velvet dress with long, puffed sleeves. He almost expected cries of “Wassail! Wassail!” and the arrival of a roast suckling pig with an apple in its mouth borne into the room by medieval serfs.

Leaning on his cane with one hand, he swept his other at her. “Wow, just look at you. All grown up.”

She blushed with apparent pleasure, and, if possible, her eyes glowed even more. “Surprised to see me?”

He smiled through his shock. “Sure am.”

“Bailey’s staying with us for awhile.”

Meg’s explanation struck Eric as vague, but he was too preoccupied with Bailey to give it much thought.~

“A very captivating read that was very hard to put down.  The few characters that are in this story each have their own strength and personality  that makes it easy to become connected with. I especially like the cook  Ella. She reminded me of the matriarch of the family that ruled and everyone listened. I enjoyed reading this book because it has a little bit of  everything I like. A clean romance, a touch of suspense and paranormal.  If you believe in ghosts or think people are foolish that do, well I still think you will like this book. And as I stated  at the beginning we all have a beginning and an end and Bailey was not sure where hers began. After you read the story it will make you wonder, just where was her beginning. .Another great book Beth.” Miss Lynn’s Book ‘N More

*Old Virginia family home place

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8 responses to “Sweet Saturday Snippet From Christmas Romance Somewhere the Bells Ring (#4)

  1. I love how catpivated Eric is with Baliey. It pulls me in and I want to keep reading.

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  2. Oh the slightest indication of coming intrigue is fascinating and I love the way Eric’s bowled over by Bailey.

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  3. I loved this sample!

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  4. Interesting the way Bailey was described.

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  5. I just love this story! Must add it to my TBR! Thanks Beth.

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