She still didn’t take my hand. “Maria’s headquarters are in Sao Paulo, Brazil.” She looked back and forth between Iva, Derrick, and me. “That’s over five thousand miles from here. Do you plan to get there on foot?”
“That’s kind of where I was hoping you’d help us. We could use your trucks.” I kept my arm outstretched. “What do you say? Will you help us?”
She studied my hand then put hers in it and we shook. “Yes. It’s time our two species learned to work together. If you help us, we can get you more than a few trucks to get to Brazil.”
I looked at her quizzically.
“I can get you a jet.”
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Acknowledgements
I’d like to thank my Heavenly Father for blessing me and making the creation of this novel possible. Much gratitude to my husband, Ben and five wonderful children, especially my youngest, Naomi who was either in my belly, or nursing while I typed most of this book.
My heart is full of gratitude to my ever-supportive sister, Jasmine Hansen. You’re willing to read my books at their roughest and you still make me feel talented enough to keep going. Thank you for your encouragement. Thanks also to my parents, Dana and Linda Hansen, for being a great example and inspiration to me of going for your dreams. I appreciate all the support you’ve given to me all these years!
Many thanks to my editor, Josh Levitt, whose advice is appreciated and keen-eye is greatly needed! Thanks to my awesome beta readers: Marseille Stephenson, Cheryl Reardon, Lacy Stryker, Sammee Crawford, Chris West, Auburn Clark, Paul Pulsipher, Jessica Curry, Jen Phips, Jasmine Hansen, and Darla Wolf. You guys rock! Your support chases away the gremlins that live around my computer.
Thank you, reader. You give life to my dreams!
About the Author
Heather Choate was born in Littleton, Colorado. She now lives in a small town in Southern Colorado on a farm with her husband and five children. She chases chickens, declares war on the weeds in her garden and enjoys quietly people-watching. Most of her time is spent daydreaming of worlds and people that don’t actually exist but reflect the beauty and complicity of humanity. Writing is her escape from diaper changes and runny noses, but motherhood is the greatest journey and joy of her life.
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