Wounds of the Heart by E. A. West

Author:E. A. West [West, E.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Astraea Press, LLC
Published: 2014-04-13T00:00:00+00:00

About the Author

Award-winning author of sweet and inspirational romance E.A. West is a lifelong lover of books and storytelling. In high school, she picked up her pen in a creative writing class and hasn't laid it down yet. When she isn’t writing, she enjoys reading, knitting, and crocheting. She lives in Indiana with her family and a small zoo of pets.

For more information, visit her website: http://eawest.mcphitty.com

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Prologue

Eight years ago…

The sun beat hot upon her head as she jogged the lonely stretch. Hannah Alicia Baker, seventeen, approaching her senior year of high school, was all alone.

Everyone she knew had either left on vacation or taken a summer job. This left her at home, struggling to find activities to fill her time. In other words, she was bored.

The afternoon run accentuated her loneliness. The neighborhood mimicked a black and white horror movie. Middle-aged people washed their cars and watered their lawns. The lack of children caused an eerie silence.

She climbed on the porch, grabbed a bottle of water, and guzzled it down.

The door opened and her mother peeked out. “Done already?”

“Yeah.”

“Want to come inside and see what I bought at the store?”

Hannah shrugged. A frown twitched at her mother’s lips.

“Look Hannah I know you’re not happy with your father’s decision—”

“The man controlling my life is not my father. My father is dead.”

Tears welled in her mother’s eyes and Hannah turned away. Guilt gnawed at her gut but she forced it back.

“I think I missed a street,” she said, moving off the porch.

She ran until her lungs burned and her muscles threatened to collapse. She stopped and bent over to catch her breath. A moving van hummed. She looked up, and that was when she saw him.

Her breath caught. The boy was easily over six feet tall. His shoulder muscles bulged as he carried boxes inside. A breeze lifted jet black hair off his neck. When he turned, his dark blue eyes caught the sunlight and they twinkled.

Hannah moved slowly behind a tree. Placing her back against the rough bark, she clutched her chest and raised her opposite hand in a fist pump. Man, he’s hot!

She peered around the tree. He sat on the porch and sipped a glass of iced tea. So he wasn’t an employee of the moving company. He was here to stay. With any luck, all the summer jobs were taken, and he would be forced to stay within the community walls and socialize with her.

Scenarios where they went to the movies and she snuggled close to his side flitted across her mind. Or perhaps they took a walk in the park and held hands after a long picnic. Leaning her head back against the tree, she sighed. She needed a plan.

First rule of getting a man — approach his stomach.

Leaving her hiding place, she raced home.

“Whoa! Where’s the fire?” asked her mother as Hannah flung the screen door open and sent it crashing against the facing.

“No fire. I need a pie recipe, stat.”

“Okay.”

They worked on the pie all day.

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