Posts Tagged "His Holiday Family"

Blog Tour for His Holiday Family by Margaret Daley

»Posted on Dec 7, 2011 in Blog | Comments Off on Blog Tour for His Holiday Family by Margaret Daley

I am doing a small blog tour for my newest book, His Holiday Family, Love Inspired 2011. A couple of these are also featuring some of my other books. December 1:  http://trishperry.blogspot.com                             http://lisamondello.blogspot.com    December 2: http://whispersinpurple.blogspot.com December 5: http://www.seriouslywrite.blogspot.com                          http://www.barndoorbookloft.net                         http://theswordandspirit.blogspot.com December 12: http://junefoster.blogspot.com  December 13: http://lenanelsondooley.blogspot.com December 14/15: http://andreastake.blogspot.com    

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5 Things I’m Thankful For

»Posted on Nov 24, 2011 in Blog | Comments Off on 5 Things I’m Thankful For

5 Things I’m Thankful For: 1. I’m thankful for God who loves us and is with us through the bad and good times. 2. I’m thankful for my family–husband, son, granddaughters, daughter-in-law and mother-in-law. 3. I’m thankful for friends who are supportive and there for me. 4. I’m thankful for living in this country and the opportunities I have had. 5. I’m thankful for my readers. I have five books to give away of His Holiday Family. Leave a message to tell me something you’re thankful for to be entered in the drawings for the book. Blurb for His Holiday Family: When Hurricane Naomi tears through a small Mississippi town, a daring rescue unites two heroes. Nurse Kathleen Hart is a single mom racked by guilt over her...

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Excerpt: His Holiday Family

»Posted on Nov 20, 2011 in Book Excerpts | Comments Off on Excerpt: His Holiday Family

Excerpt from His Holiday Family: Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Gideon O’Brien hopped down from Engine Two and assessed the chaos in front of him. Strapping on his air pack, he started toward his captain. A hand gripped his arm and stopped his forward progress. He turned toward the blonde woman who held him, her large blue eyes glistening with tears. She looked familiar, but he couldn’t place where he knew her from. His neighbor’s daughter, perhaps? “My two sons and my cousin—their babysitter—must still be inside. I don’t see them outside with the other tenants.” Her voice quivered. She tightened her hand on his arm and scanned the crowd. “I’m Kathleen Hart. My sons are Jared and Kip. I...

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