I have walked that lonely field, stood where my father fell. I have felt his presence, and his valiant heart beats in me.
My father, Benjamin Willson the First, was liberty’s son. Because of his love for my mother and his extraordinary sacrifice, I came to be.
Because of Jacob Cooper, the man who raised me, I became the man I am supposed to be. The son Benjamin Willson would be proud to call his own.
Jacob taught me that someone must shine a light in the darkness. Even if I am only one candle amongst thousands, I will do my part to live up to the expectations of the men who went before me, born up by the love of a mother who was willing to fight the British and defy the bottomless pit of her grief to bring me into this world.
The drums of Madison’s war are beating again, and I must answer the call.
Like my father before me. Like the man who raised me as his own.
I am liberty’s legacy.
Charlotte and Ben Wilson hold tight to each other as they read the final words in an 1812 journal belonging to Benjamin Willson Cooper—their son from a past life. A son born of unspeakable tragedy at the close of the American Revolution. A boy raised by a man who chose to honor his best friend by raising the fatherless boy as his own; instilling in him the value of the word “liberty,” along with its price.
Against all odds, Charlotte and Ben endured the trials of war, despair, and years to find each other again in the twenty-first century, Now, through the window in time opened to them by the old journal, Charlotte and Ben sift back through the years to find out what became of their child.
Join them as they conclude their journey of discovery that will prove family ties cannot be broken.
Book #3, and the conclusion of the Whispers of Liberty series.
Something is wrong with Officer Jim Pedersen. He isn’t eating. He isn’t sleeping. His easygoing nature has vanished, replaced by a brooding, irritable mood that won’t go away like a dark cloud hovering over his head. No one understands what is going on. Is it gambling? Money troubles? Problems at work? Another woman? They haven’t seen the mysterious mailers that have arrived at work. They haven’t seen the disturbing pictures. Read the threats. Been shaken to the core with fear that sends ice running through the policeman’s veins. Day by day, the man everyone knows is disappearing. Will his best friend, conservation officer Graham Scott, figure out what’s wrong before Jim vanishes without a trace?
Get lost in the fourth installment in The Lost in the Adirondacks Series with Graham, Jim, and all of your favorite characters from the series. A word of advice–don’t stay up too late while you are reading and don’t read alone.
Andrea Rose Lane . a.k.a Andie, treats herself to a Columbus Day weekend getaway in New York City to kick the dust off of her everyday, same ol’ same ol’ life. Little did she know that a pair of vintage shoes in a brilliant red from a thrift store would transport her into the 1940’s. In the midst of the Depression and World War II, she’ll discover her roots are tied in with those amazing shoes in the heart of Brooklyn. They’ll carry her into the middle of her great grandmother’s love story. Fall in love with Rosie and Her Ragamuffin Sam.
Here’s just a taste:
I opened my eyes. I was standing in a store, staring at my shoes on a shelf, but they were brand new with a tag on the heel. They were fancy, like something out of the Roaring Twenties, but I needed a working woman’s shoes, not those of a frilly flapper. Shoes that would keep me on my feet all day long and well into the night to take care of all those mouths to feed. At least six of them, judging by the children lined up behind me like the babies in Make Way for Ducklings, a little one nestled in the arms of the oldest girl. Everyone was neatly dressed, but there was evidence of mending to make clothing last. I glanced down. My coat was worn, yet still serviceable.
I fished in my purse, wondering if I had enough, fearful I didn’t. A large, calloused hand set down on my shoulder and gave a gentle squeeze. I gazed up at a tall man in dungarees and flannel, gray sprinkles scattered throughout his hair. One eye, as deep of a blue as my favorite marble, winked and he grazed my cheek with a kiss.
“Don’t you worry, Rosie. I told you I would always put food on the table and shoes on your feet. You’re my Cinderella. I’ve got this.” I glanced down and tears sprang to my eyes. His feet were bare.
“Sam, where are your shoes?” I laid my hand on his lapel and gave a little tug.
He shrugged and slid me a lopsided grin. “That poor old man outside with his tin cup, collecting coins? He had nothing. It’s too cold out there, Rosie, to have nothing. I’ve got my old shoes at home. I’ll do.”
Time is no barrier to love.
Charlotte Ross, by her own admission, is a history geek. It’s only to be expected, as both of her parents are closely tied to preserving the colonial heritage of Johnstown, New York.
What Charlotte didn’t expect was tripping over her own feet and falling into the height of the American Revolution. She understands SUVs, microwave ovens, and cell phones, but is thrust into a world of mayhem, guns, and blood. Finding herself living the life of her ancestor gives her a new perspective on identify, family, and freedom. With no electricity, instant communication, or medical supplies, she quickly learns to fight her own battles alongside her beloved father. The struggles of her newborn nation and the tolls it takes on those she loves changes her forever.
Jacob Cooper, a local gunsmith, has loved Charlotte since the first moment he saw her. He cannot picture his life without her–if he survives the hell that is the American Revolution. He is positive she knows his feelings for her. It’s evident in the shy way she glances at him, and the warm smiles she aims in his direction. Yet, lately there is something distant about her; something he cannot put his finger on. It’s as though she is no longer at home in her own skin.
For a displaced girl like Charlotte, every part of managing her life in the eighteenth century is difficult.
And then she meets the Patriot, Benjamin Willson.
Continue the journey with the already released follow-up, Liberty’s Promise. The third installment, Liberty’s Legacy, coming soon!