“Dear Lord in Heaven!” Rosie appeared at Kenan’s side as he lifted the inanimate woman in his arms and carried her towards the warmth of the fire. She was drenched and ice cold. He laid her on the rag rug in front of the hearth and gazed at her.
“Kenan?” Rosie patted his shoulder and he stared into her bewildered eyes. “It can’t be.”
Matthew knelt at Kenan’s side and frowned at the sight before him. “How…why…I mean…”
Kenan shook his head. “I have no idea but she’s soaked through and most likely has a fever.” His thudding heart threatened to explode at any moment and as he reached out to smooth back the girl’s sodden red hair, his hands trembled violently. This didn’t make any sense. He couldn’t fathom how or why, but Catherine Montgomery, the fiancée he’d grieved for the past two years, had appeared out of the blue at his homestead. His mind raced with unanswered questions but a flicker of hope sparked deep in his gut. He realised that in spite of his uncertainty and regardless of his fears, he was darned glad to see her—the woman he’d thought he would never see again.
Kenan jumped to his feet, instantly alert. Just moments ago he’d been slumped in the fireside chair, losing the battle against exhaustion as the rain pattering against the windows and the crackling of the fire had lulled him to sleep. After two months on the cattle trail, he’d been relieved to be back at the Duggan homestead and his mind and body had begun to unwind.
This is a different kind of post for me. It’s been a while since I’ve posted about my ‘real’ life. I’m always so busy rushing from one thing to another, whether it’s looking after my family, dealing with the day job or trying to squeeze in writing and promo. But I feel the need to express my current feelings.
This week, the advice ‘live every day like it’s your last’ has become all too real. I lost a dear friend. Unexpectedly. Suddenly. Shockingly. I won’t divulge the details because it’s unnecessary and unfair to her family but her sudden passing has left me stunned and hurting. I’m not wallowing in self-pity – her family are going through hell right now and her loss will be overwhelming for them. But I am wondering how life is going to be without ever seeing her again.
She was too young to die. She had energy and enthusiasm that I wish I had, even though she was older than me. She was very pretty and…classy. I wouldn’t describe many women as classy because, well, they’re not. They might be beautiful, handsome or even sexy, but she brought elegance into the room whenever she entered. She was funny and did so many things that made me giggle for hours. She was one of the first people I contacted when my debut novella was accepted and her excitement and pride equalled my own.
How will the world be without her around to share those memories?
I’ve lost close family before and it’s agony. The loss of a parent is terrible and the pain never goes away. But I’ve never lost a friend before and it’s just really, really strange. I didn’t see her every day, but I knew she was there. Now I know that she’s not…but I can’t really take it in.
So how do I deal with this?
At the moment, I’m not sure. I’m moving between anger and grief. When I can, I treasure the good memories and smile at the lovely things she did for me – like buying me daffodils to keep on my desk at work this time last year. They brightened my days and every time I see a daffodil, I think of her. So, I guess, she will always be strongest in my memory in the spring.
I will think of her when the spring bulbs appear and daffodils will remind me of her kindness and her smile. This is only the start of a long road, I know that. I’m so sad that she will never do the things she loved ever again and that her family, especially her husband, will have to live without her. The people around us, our family and friends, are so precious and we must remember to always treasure them. We should all live every day as if it’s our last because then we will be more open to appreciate exactly what we have.
Good night my sweet friend. I miss you and always will do. I hope that you have found peace.
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I’m delighted to welcome the wonderful Rebecca Raisin to my blog to celebrate her new release.
Welcome back to the warmth, cupcakes and hot chocolate of The Gingerbread Café – your home away from home.
This is the second novella in The Gingerbread Café series – Chocolate Dreams at the Gingerbread Café. Released March 20th by Carina UK.
Chocolate…the most irresistible temptation?
The Gingerbread Café is all a buzz! This Easter, Lily and the rest of the town of Ashford, Connecticut are planning a truly decadent Chocolate Festival. Cooking up a storm, CeeCee and Lily are not just baking a batch of their sinfully delicious chocolate-dipped gingerbread men, but an excess of chocolate truffles, squidgy, cinnamony hot cross buns and melt in your mouth chocolate eggs. The Gingerbread Café staff have definitely enjoyed the tasting process!
Add in Damon’s cute-as-a-button seven year old daughter, Charlie, up for a visit and Lily’s perfect Easter may just be around the corner. Until her ex-husband Joel turns up demanding twenty thousand dollars… Suddenly the future of the Gingerbread Café is not so clear…and Lily finds herself eating far more of The Gingerbread Café’s treats than her skinny jeans allow…
Can Lily concoct a brilliant plan to save her beloved café, convince Damon she has no feelings for Joel and still throw a Chocolate Festival the town will be talking about for years? There’s only one way to find out…
#1 – Christmas at the Gingerbread Café
#2 – Chocolate Dreams at the Gingerbread Café
Coming Christmas 2014 look out for the next romantic instalment!
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