Do you love Amish romances? Then you might like today’s Friday Feature!
Title: Heartsong Hills by Wendy Rich Stetson
Hearts of the Ridge Book Two
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc
Genre:Contemporary, Amish, Romance
Length: 303 pages
Amish girls don’t dance. Dancing is against the rules, and Nora Beiler always follows the rules…until a runaway logging truck shatters her world forever. Desperate to heal from the accident, she enrolls in Shuffle off to Fitness, an exercise class at the local senior center. She never dreamed it involved tap-dancing…or just how much she’d love to dance.
Exiled from Nashville, country music star Tucker McClure has no one to blame but himself. Weekly gigs at the local farmers’ market keep the demons at bay. The last thing he expects is to find himself in an old folks’ fitness class…dancing with a girl who makes him question everything he ever thought he wanted.
Will the past drive Nora and Tucker apart? Or can love bridge the gap between hearts and worlds?
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“Looking for someone?” Keeping his gaze on the instrument, he slowed his fingers and brushed them in one smooth stroke over the strings.
A rich, resonant chord sounded of sunset and the last days of summer. “No.” She laid one hand on a handlebar and shook it.
“Stick around and I might charge admission.”
Another chord followed with a tone so bright and true she felt her ribs sing in harmony. She snugged her arms against her chest to dull the vibrations. This whole evening was just too much—the class and the music and the dancing and now, this smart aleck cowboy with his filthy boots slung on her bike like he owned it. How typical. The English believed themselves entitled to everything. Those kindly old folks in the exercise class almost convinced her otherwise. How wrong she was.
She jerked the handlebar hard.
His feet slid, and he lunged sideways. With a twang, the music cut off, and the guitar banged against the truck bed. A loose strand of black hair flopped over his forehead.
He swiped it away and gazed sidelong with eyes the color of mossy stones. Seeming only now to clock her plain garb, his brows lifted. His gaze trailed down her body and back to her face, in a look more admiring than curious.
Wendy Rich Stetson is a New York City girl who still considers the Central Pennsylvania countryside to be her home. She grew up road tripping in a 1979 VW camper van, and she keeps a running list of favorite roadside attractions from coast to coast. Now an author of sweet, small-town romance, Wendy is no stranger to storytelling. She’s a Broadway and television actress, an audiobook narrator, and a mom who likes nothing more than collaborating on children’s books with her teenage artist daughter. Wendy lives in Upper Manhattan with her family of three and rambunctious Maine Coon kitty. Follow Wendy’s journey at www.wendyrichstetson.com