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A New Mommy For Christmas
Widower Davis Turner doesn’t need to hear his children’s whispered wishes for a new mom to recognize that new neighbor Lana Ross is a beautiful woman. But he worries that his feelings for the former bad girl could put his family at risk for small-town scandal. Lana knows she should steer clear of Davis. Yet she can’t resist spending time with the handsome single dad, even if the truth might soon tear them apart. Though Lana has turned over a new leaf, her secrets have followed her to Whisper Falls. Secrets that could destroy her hope for a future with Davis.
Whisper Falls: Where every prayer is answered…
“It’s kind of interesting to look at who we were then and where we are now. Life has a way of changing us.”
“Isn’t that the truth?” She’d gone pensive on him, gaze somewhere in the distance.
“Aw, come on. You weren’t so bad.”
“You always were the nicest guy. With an apparently faulty memory.” She motioned toward the paper in his hand. “So what do you think? Any ideas for me?”
She was shutting off the conversation, unwilling to talk about herself anymore, but for a moment he’d glimpsed the young girl she used to be. He’d seen some things in her expression that surprised him. Hurt. Regret. Sadness.
Troubled, he turned his attention to the list, though he was more aware of Lana Ross than he wanted to be.
He swallowed, bothered to be thinking about her, not as a neighbor in need as he’d told his sister, but as a beautiful, interesting woman an arm’s length away.
LINDA GOODNIGHT
Winner of a RITA® Award for excellence in inspirational fiction, Linda Goodnight has also won a Booksellers’ Best Award, an ACFW Book of the Year award and a Reviewers’ Choice Award from RT Book Reviews. Linda has appeared on the Christian bestseller list and her romance novels have been translated into more than a dozen languages. Active in orphan ministry, this former nurse and teacher enjoys writing fiction that carries a message of hope and light in a sometimes dark world. She and her husband live in Oklahoma. Visit her website at www.lindagoodnight.com. To browse a current listing of Linda Goodnight’s titles, please visit www.millsandboon.co.uk.
Sugarplum Homecoming
Linda Goodnight
Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.
—John 8:7
The Whisper Falls series is dedicated in memory
of my brother, Stan Case. I miss you, bro.
Contents
Prologue
“Come on, Nathan,” nine-year-old Paige whispered with urgency. “Hurry before Daddy wakes up.”
Nathan cast a worried eye toward his father sprawled on a blanket beneath a tree, hands behind his head. The remnants of an early autumn picnic were strewn about the quiet glade deep in the Ozark Mountains. “We’re going to get in trouble.”
Paige fisted a hand on one slight hip. “Do you want a mom or not?”
Nathan’s gray gaze went from his dad to the twenty-foot-high waterfall only yards away. “Well, yeah, but Whisper Falls is kind of big and scary.”
Impatiently, Paige tugged on her little brother’s arm. He could be such a baby sometimes. “You can do it, brother. God will help you.”
Paige knew her brother well. Give him a challenge, tell him God was in it, and he would give everything he had. Which wasn’t much considering how little he was.
As she expected, Nathan thrust out his dinosaur T-shirt and trotted toward the waterfall. The noise from the water tumbling over the mountainside was really loud but not that scary to Paige. Daddy had brought them here before. They loved Whisper Falls. They loved wading in the pool below, beyond the foam and current, where even now three teenagers splashed and yelled.
But fun wasn’t Paige’s mission today. She’d thought up the picnic as an excuse to get here, to do the one thing she was certain would bring her their heart’s desire. To pray. Everybody said it was true. The story was in the brochures all over town. Anyone brave enough to reach the secret place behind the falls would get their prayer answered. And Paige had decided the time was now.
With her pointed chin as determined as her brother’s, Paige jogged toward Whisper Falls. Nathan tagged along, a little reluctant but willing. Like her, he was ready to do anything to get a mom.
They reached the slippery gray rock face and started the climb. Natural cleaves in the mountainside offered a foothold but over the years so many people had made the climb that the path was well worn. If they clung tight, like the slugs Joel Snider brought to fourth grade for show-and-tell, they’d make it all the way up to God’s special place.
“Why do we have to pray up here?” Nathan asked, his face wrinkled with worry as he crept along in front of her, small hands gripping the rocks. If Daddy caught them, they’d have to do more than pray to get out of trouble.
Paige grunted as she took another handhold and waited for her brother to inch forward. The waterfall grew louder by the second, so she raised her voice. “I told you already. We’re on a mission. Like in the movies when that guy had to bring back the ring to save the world. We have to prove ourselves worthy of a new mom.”