He grew still, then smiled. For the rest of her life she would remember the joy upon his face. “Oh, Maggie.”
“It’s our child, Ian.” The wonder of it!
“Pray God he is not like his father.”
“Pray God she is.”
She would celebrate a love that shone in spite of Ian’s affliction, in spite of her imperfection. Her Ian brought light to the darkness, love to the lost. She would hold in her arms the child they’d created, and love them both with all the power she possessed.
Maggie laughed, joy unencumbered, next to her, and inside of her.
A word about the author…
Jennifer Taylor spent her childhood running wild on an Idaho mountainside. Although she’s lived across the U.S., she’s still an Idahoan at heart and a notorious potato pusher. She has a degree in Human Services and has been a roofer, a hoofer, a computer data entry operator, and a stay-at-home mom.
She’s dreamt of writing historical romances since reading Wuthering Heights at the tender age of twelve, and is now living her dream of writing love stories set in eighteenth-century England. She feverishly lobbies for the return of breeches and would love to see her husband of thirty-four years in a pair.
Jennifer lives in rural Florida with her husband and enjoys the comings and goings of their three grown children and three grandchildren.
She is the author of Mercy of the Moon, Book One in the Rhythm of the Moon Series.
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www.jennifertaylorwrites.com
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