Miracle BeachIn a stirring debut novel, the discovery of a husband's troubling secrets after his death shakes his wife's faith in their marriage and herself. Macy Allen, an accomplished equestrienne, has relied on her horses and her husband, Nash, to pull her through. But after Nash dies in a tragic accident, Macy learns devastating secrets about his life that rock her belief in their marriage and herself. Nash's mother, Magda, blames Macy for her only son's death. When her husband, Jack, moves to Vancouver Island in a desperate attempt to feel closer to the son he's lost and never really knew, Magda's bitterness threatens to alienate the people she needs most. As this unlikely family questions how well they knew Nash and what love really means, still another surprise awaits them-an irrepressible child who will overturn all their expectations... |
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... pick out her footfall from all the others, his greeting unfailing every time. Macy could see Gounda straining to catch a glimpse of her at the corner of his stall. He nickered again. The other horses' noses were buried in their feed ...
... pick out her footfall from all the others, his greeting unfailing every time. Macy could see Gounda straining to catch a glimpse of her at the corner of his stall. He nickered again. The other horses' noses were buried in their feed ...
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... pick up that phone and call her, Magda Allen,” Jack said. “Right now. Or today, at least. You need to call her today.” It was a modest ring—a thin gold band with a tiny chip of princesscut diamond fastened to it. For a while, after he ...
... pick up that phone and call her, Magda Allen,” Jack said. “Right now. Or today, at least. You need to call her today.” It was a modest ring—a thin gold band with a tiny chip of princesscut diamond fastened to it. For a while, after he ...
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... agent gushed to Magda. Magda could feel her eyes growing wet. Frames? These were someone's children once. Someone's photographs. They should be wanted. Remembered. “How much?” Magda croaked, picking up the picture of the.
... agent gushed to Magda. Magda could feel her eyes growing wet. Frames? These were someone's children once. Someone's photographs. They should be wanted. Remembered. “How much?” Magda croaked, picking up the picture of the.
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Erin Celello. “How much?” Magda croaked, picking up the picture of the two babies and holding it in one hand outstretched toward the agent. “Oh, for that one? Are you sure? The other two are much nicer. But for that one, five dollars ...
Erin Celello. “How much?” Magda croaked, picking up the picture of the two babies and holding it in one hand outstretched toward the agent. “Oh, for that one? Are you sure? The other two are much nicer. But for that one, five dollars ...
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... pick out the Ursas—and only the Ursas—from a canopy of stars. The Dippers, Big and Little, Orion's Belt—all the easy ones were lost on her. Jack's mini Ursa comforted her, though. It made her feel secure. She knew that if he were ever ...
... pick out the Ursas—and only the Ursas—from a canopy of stars. The Dippers, Big and Little, Orion's Belt—all the easy ones were lost on her. Jack's mini Ursa comforted her, though. It made her feel secure. She knew that if he were ever ...
Contents
Chapter Five | |
Chapter Seven | |
Chapter Nine | |
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Chapter Eleven | |
Chapter Thirteen | |
Chapter Fourteen | |
Chapter Fifteen | |
Chapter Seventeen | |
Chapter Nineteen | |
Epilogue | |
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