Welcome to the Takeover Blitz for Where Promises Remain by Heidi Chiavaroli, hosted by JustRead Publicity Tours!
About the Book
Series: The Orchard House Bed and Breakfast Series #7
Author: Heidi Chiavaroli
Publisher: Hope Creek Publishers
Release Date: May 16, 2023
Genre: Contemporary Christian Fiction
Hannah Martin thought she was about to have an empty nest . . . until the illegitimate daughter of her late husband shows up on her doorstep.
Five years after her husband’s death, Hannah Martin runs a successful inn and serves the needy in her community. Despite a house full of guests, she’s worried about the loneliness that will come with an empty nest. Now that no one needs her for anything other than serving her famous five-course breakfasts and retrieving fresh towels, she throws herself into winning Camden’s Hospitality Grant. With the help of the grant, the bed and breakfast will bring in even more customers and Hannah won’t have time to think about what she’s missing.
But when a handsome lumberjack named Kevin moves in next door, Hannah’s attraction to the widowed bachelor knocks her off-kilter. Just as she begins to think about dating again, a young woman arrives at the bed and breakfast claiming to be the illegitimate daughter of Hannah’s late husband.
When the Orchard House’s chances at the Hospitality grant is threatened, Hannah's children oppose her "new" daughter moving in, and Kevin’s problems start to bleed over into her own, she must decide what matters most—before she loses the grant, the bed and breakfast’s reputation, and perhaps, her second chance at love.
This is Book 7 in The Orchard House Bed and Breakfast Series, a contemporary twist on the well-loved classic, Little Women. Readers will fall in love with the Martin family—Maggie, Josie, Lizzie, Bronson, Amie, and their mother Hannah—each trying to find their own way in the world and each discovering that love, home, and hope are closer than they appear.
“This is the Orchard House Bed and Breakfast. Were you looking for another inn? There’s quite a few in this town.”
“I’m not looking for an inn. I’m actually looking for a person.”
“Perhaps I can help. It’s a small town.” Eddie whined again and I readjusted the pacifier in his mouth and bounced him a bit more.
“I’m looking for a man named Amos Martin.”
I stilled, my mouth suddenly dry. Was this woman a former student, then? Or perhaps someone my late husband had counseled? I hated to be the one to tell her the news.
I bit my lip before answering. “I’m sorry, but Amos passed. Five years ago, actually.”
The woman’s mouth fell open. She blinked, shook her head. “No . . . no, he couldn’t have . . .”
I led the woman to a nearby chair and Lizzie handed her a bottled water.
“I’m so sorry.” I placed a hand on her thin shoulder. “He touched many lives. Were you a student of his?”
She looked up at me and piercing brown eyes stared back. All at once, I knew why they were so familiar. But no . . . that was impossible, of course. Amos didn’t have a younger sister, especially not this young. Perhaps she was a relative I’d never met? I bounced Eddie, and Josie came to my side, sliding him from my arms.
“How did you know Amos?” I lowered myself to the chair closest to the young woman.
“I didn’t know him, actually, although I was hoping to. You see, Amos Martin is—was—my father.”
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“This is the Orchard House Bed and Breakfast. Were you looking for another inn? There’s quite a few in this town.”
“I’m not looking for an inn. I’m actually looking for a person.”
“Perhaps I can help. It’s a small town.” Eddie whined again and I readjusted the pacifier in his mouth and bounced him a bit more.
“I’m looking for a man named Amos Martin.”
I stilled, my mouth suddenly dry. Was this woman a former student, then? Or perhaps someone my late husband had counseled? I hated to be the one to tell her the news.
I bit my lip before answering. “I’m sorry, but Amos passed. Five years ago, actually.”
The woman’s mouth fell open. She blinked, shook her head. “No . . . no, he couldn’t have . . .”
I led the woman to a nearby chair and Lizzie handed her a bottled water.
“I’m so sorry.” I placed a hand on her thin shoulder. “He touched many lives. Were you a student of his?”
She looked up at me and piercing brown eyes stared back. All at once, I knew why they were so familiar. But no . . . that was impossible, of course. Amos didn’t have a younger sister, especially not this young. Perhaps she was a relative I’d never met? I bounced Eddie, and Josie came to my side, sliding him from my arms.
“How did you know Amos?” I lowered myself to the chair closest to the young woman.
“I didn’t know him, actually, although I was hoping to. You see, Amos Martin is—was—my father.”
thanks for being on the tour!
ReplyDeleteWhat happens in the excerpt would be a huge shock and life-changer in real life. I am interested in where the author takes it.
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like a book I’d love to read!
ReplyDeleteIt’s been a delightful tour!
ReplyDelete—Elizabeth