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  “I guess I do.” Aundy looked with interest at the fluffy clouds drifting across the azure sky overhead and the fields that surrounded both sides of the road. If the land had been flat, she was sure she could have seen for miles. Instead, the gently rolling hills provided their own unique perspective to the landscape. Unfamiliar with wide-open spaces and such clean air, Aundy breathed as deeply as she dared and soaked up the sunshine.

  “How old are you?” Erik asked, breaking into her thoughts.

  “Twenty-one, although people often mistake me for someone older.” Aundy laughed as a memory surfaced. “Someone once asked if Ilsa, my sister, was my daughter. I didn’t know whether to be insulted or pleased.”

  Erik chuckled. “Pleased, I would think. People can’t help but see the way you carry yourself with confidence and strength. That’s a good thing.”

  “It is?” Aundy liked the sound of Erik’s laugh. Although she’d only just met the man, it wasn’t hard for her to imagine spending her future with him. Since stepping off the train, what she'd seen and experienced led her to believe Erik was gentle and mannerly. He might not be handsome or young, he might not make her heart pound or butterflies take flight in her stomach, but she thought he would treat her with respect and care. If they were fortunate, they might even come to love one another someday.

  “Certainly, it is. I wouldn’t want some flighty young thing, so wrapped up in herself that she wouldn’t take proper care of a home or her husband. It’s easy to see that you’ll be a good wife, Aundy. You’re a sensible girl and I appreciate that.” Erik looked at his new bride with a teasing smile. “I also appreciate your fine figure, beautiful eyes, and that sweet smile.”

  Her cheeks turned pink and felt exceedingly warm from Erik’s words of praise. Aundy lifted her gaze across the fields, dotted with a few skiffs of melting snow.

  She heard Erik chuckle again before she felt his fingers on her chin. He gently turned her face toward his.

  “I didn’t mean to embarrass you, but I want you to know I think this marriage is going to work out just fine.” Erik leaned over and pressed another quick kiss to her lips.

  Aundy closed her eyes and waited to feel something, anything. Instead, Erik pulled back and she opened her eyes to find him studying the road ahead.

  “Do you think… if it isn’t… what I…” Aundy stammered, trying to figure out a way to ask if she could take a bath when they reached his farm.

  “What is it? Go ahead, Aundy. Don’t be afraid to ask me anything.”

  “May I please have a bath? I feel like I’m wearing dust from way back in Wyoming and half a train car of soot.”

  “Yes, you may,” Erik said, bringing his gaze back to his bride with an indulgent smile. “You can do that while I take care of the evening chores, after I show you around the farm. How does that sound?”

  “Wonderful,” Aundy said, excited at the prospect of being clean. “As soon as I’m finished, I can fix the evening meal.”

  “No need. One of the neighbors said she’d have a basket waiting on the table for a cold supper so you wouldn’t have to cook on your wedding day.”

  “How thoughtful.” Aundy decided Erik must have nice neighbors. “I’ll have to thank her later for her kindness.”

  “It’s Mrs. Nash. She and her husband and son live on the farm to the south of us. They’re good folks. Ol’ Marvin Tooley lives on the farm to the west but he’s cantankerous on a good day, so stay away from him if you can.”

  Aundy nodded her head, wondering what made Mr. Tooley crotchety.

  When they passed a lane that turned off the road, Erik inclined his head that direction while the horses continued onward. “That’s the Nash place. Been here for many years. Raise mostly cattle and wheat. Good folks and good friends as well as our closest neighbors.”

  Aundy again nodded her head and gazed up the lane, catching a view of the top of the barn over a rise in the road. Pole fences ran along a pasture down to the road and she could see dozens of cattle grazing lazily in the sun.

  “Are those…” A sharp crack resonated around them, spooking the team. The horses lunged forward and the wagon began flying down the muddy road.

  “Whoa, boys! Whoa!” Erik called, pulling back on the reins, frantic to get the team under control.

  Aundy clung to the side and back of the seat, praying for the runaway horses to stop.

  “Get down, Aundy,” Erik yelled, motioning for her to climb beneath the wagon’s seat. She followed his orders, wedging herself into the space as she listened to the thundering of the horse’s hooves and Erik’s shouts for them to stop.

  The wagon veered sideways then slid back before hitting the side of the ditch bank and flipping over, sliding in the mud.

  Aundy’s screams mingled with Erik’s shouts before everything went black.

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  Hearts of the War Series, Book 1

  Can forbidden love blossom amid the constraints of war?

  The moment the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor, life shifted for Miko Nishimura. Desperate to reach the Portland Assembly Center for Japanese Americans, she’s kicked off the bus miles from town. Every tick of the clock pushes her closer to becoming a fugitive in the land of her birth. Exhausted, she stumbles to her grandparents’ abandoned farm only to find a dying soldier sprawled across the step. Unable to leave him, she forsakes all else to keep him alive.

  After crashing his plane in the Battle of the Atlantic, the doctors condemn Captain Rock Laroux to die. Determined to meet his maker beneath a blue sky at his family home, he sneaks out of the hospital. Weary and half out of his mind, he makes it as far as a produce stand he remembers from his youth. Rather than surrender to death, Rock fights a battle of the heart as he falls in love with the beautiful Japanese woman who saves his life.

  A poignant, sweet romance, Garden of Her Heart proves love can bloom in unlikely places even under the most challenging circumstances.

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  Books by Shanna Hatfield

  FICTION

  HISTORICAL

  Baker City Brides

  Tad’s Treasure

  Crumpets and Cowpies

  Thimbles and Thistles

  Corsets and Cuffs

  Bobbins and Boots

  Pendleton Petticoats

  Dacey

  Aundy

  Caterina

  Ilsa

  Marnie

  Lacy

  Bertie

  Millie

  Dally

  Hearts of the War

  Garden of Her Heart

  Home of Her Heart

  Hardman Holidays

  The Christmas Bargain

  The Christmas Token

  The Christmas Calamity

  The Christmas Vow

  The Christmas Quandary

  CONTEMPORARY

  Stand-Alone Stories

  Learnin’ The Ropes

  Love at the 20-Yard Line

  QR Code Killer

  Rose

  Taste of Tara

  Grass Valley Cowboys

  The Cowboy’s Christmas Plan

  The Cowboy’s Spring Romance

  The Cowboy’s Summer Love

  The Cowboy’s Autumn Fall

  The Cowboy’s New Heart

  The Cowboy’s Last Goodbye

  Holiday Brides

  Valentine Bride

  Rodeo Romance

  The Christmas Cowboy

  Wrestlin’ Christmas

  Capturing Christmas

  Barreling Through Christmas

  Silverton Sweethearts

  The Coffee Girl

  The Christmas Crusade

  Untangling Christmas

  The Women of Tenacity

  A Prelude (Short Story)

  Heart of Clay

  Country Boy vs. City Girl

  Not His Type

  NONFICTION

  Farm Girl

  Fifty Dates with Captain Cavedweller

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  Savvy Holiday Entertaining

  Savvy Spring Entertaining

  Savvy Summer Entertaining

  Hopeless romantic Shanna Hatfield spent ten years as a newspaper journalist before moving into the field of marketing and public relations. Sharing the romantic stories she dreams up in her head is a perfect outlet for her love of writing, reading, and creativity. She and her husband, lovingly referred to as Captain Cavedweller, reside in the Pacific Northwest.

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