Co-owner of Undiscovered Treasures, Caroline Gibson particularly relates to the ballerina music box: forever spinning and never going anywhere. But when her dream prince appears, she's sure her prayers have been answered. Trouble is, even though family and friends hint that the local artist is the guy for her, Caroline forgets about trusting God and takes matters into her own hands. Andrew Carrington has loved Caroline since they were kids and knows he'll never measure up to what she wants. But when God—or is it?—suddenly sends contracts begging for his signature, Andy thinks this just might be the way to win the only woman he can ever love. And then there’s the hitch in both their plans. Someone is stealing Andy’s pictures, and why would they do that when he’s an unknown--so far? Is something deeper going on neither understand? Caroline must put aside her on-going battle to avoid Andy and his art so they can discover the art thief in Appleton before Andy loses the chance of a life time to ‘make it big.’
Excerpt:
Andy whistled as he poured coffee in his favorite cup, grabbed a Greek yogurt and headed to his studio. It was early, but not too much so. Perfect lighting to work on his latest painting.
He nodded at his new assistant, but didn't speak, and shoved open the door to his work area. His gaze circled the room—as it always did.
His favorite place in the whole world. He sucked in a deep breath, inhaling the faint smells of the paints and turpentine, but he kept moving toward the window in the back of the room and stopped.
It was already open.
Had he shut it last night?
There was nothing disturbed that he could see, so...he shrugged. Time to get to work.
Andy took a sip of his coffee and flipped back the cover from his latest—and best— painting of Caroline Gibson.
The painting leered at him, as if it was a caricature transformed into monster life. Slashed into ribbons, with dashes of red, jarring paint splattered over it, his work was ruined. Beyond saving.
Belatedly, Andy set his cup down on a nearby table, and with a shaking hand, reached toward the damaged picture. He Carole Brown stepped back and wondered if this was the worst nightmare of his life. True, he could paint another one, but she'd never see the passion he'd put into this one, see his heart in every stroke, and see the love he'd painted in every color.
Ruined.
Why would anyone do this? It wasn't valuable—except to him.
Worse, who hated him so much he'd wreck this kind of havoc on him?
Was there a grudge-bearing individual in the small town of Appleton who had hoped he would hurt him by doing this?
If so, then they'd succeeded.About Carole:
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Besides being an active participant of many writing groups, Carole enjoys mentoring beginning writers. She loves to weave suspense, tough topics, romance and whimsy into her books, and is always on the lookout for outstanding titles and catchy ideas. She and her husband reside in SE Ohio but have ministered and counseled nationally and internationally. Together, they enjoy their grandsons, traveling, gardening, good food, the simple life, and did she mention their grandsons?
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