Thirty Seven and Counting: A Testimony to the Goodness of God

Today is our 37th wedding anniversary. We certainly didn’t do things in a proper order.  For me, though I had accepted Jesus as Lord when I was in my early teens, I had been a rebellious child of God. I didn’t really know any better although in my heart I knew my lifestyle was wrong. See, even though I spent my early childhood going to church on my own I had not been a Bible reader. No one told me that once I became a ‘born again’ Christian that I should be reading God’s word. I barely knew there were ten commandments. I had gotten a charm bracelet from my grandmother once, it only had 9 of the ten commandments. It didn’t have the ‘Thou shalt not commit adultery’ commandment for some unknown reason. Maybe because I was just a child and she didn’t think it was appropriate? Maybe it was just a manufacturing error? Who knows why but it didn’t. Not that it mattered at the time. I was, after all, just an elementary school age child.

I think that was a foretelling of my future. I had married young at 18 but that marriage did not last. Five years I lived with abuse and in that 5 years I never had any children. As a matter of fact, after much testing I was told I would never have children. No one ever thought to tell me that possibly my body was reacting to stress from the abusive relationship I was in.  Though one doctor when trying to determine the cause of physical symptoms I had developed found nothing physically wrong and determined that it was psychosomatic and that what ever personal issues were causing me such stress I should resolve them. I did a year or so later. I divorced my first husband, soon married a second and realized within 5 months that it was a mistake and divorced again. (Looking back I believe during those years of marriage to the wrong men it was a God thing that I did not have any children.) Determined not to make those kinds of mistakes again I went off to college and began living a pretty promiscuous lifestyle.

I met Mark early through one of the first fellows I dated when I moved to the college town and began working. (That is a story in itself how I got my first job there – a God ordained event.) In any case, while dating this fellow I met Mark. I was not particularly favorably impressed with him and one of the first things I ever said to him directly was an insult to which his response was to simply get up and walk out without saying a word.

When that relationship was dissolving I went to talk to Mark, though I had intended to talk to his older brother who was best friends with the fellow. The fellow was there talking to the older brother, so my puny brain thought, oh well they’ve both known him just as long, one brother is as good as the other. That was also a God arranged thing. He wasn’t interested in helping me to patch up a failing relationship. Instead of finding out what went wrong with that other relationship, I found myself attracted to Mark instead.  He was smart, witty in a way that made me laugh, and I thought him a good looking guy too.  We began a relationship that was based on more than physical attraction. This year it will be 40 years since that fateful first conversation.  I can’t say exactly what date we actually got together, but, I know for sure that by October of 1978 we were definitely ‘a thing’ and have remained so to this day.  Still, we were not living a Godly lifestyle, though, he introduced me to Biblical concepts that I never knew about. He was after all a PK so had a lot more Bible knowledge than I, who had never read the Bible for myself.

My folks had bought me a little travel trailer to live in while I was going to school. Mark bought his own and lived two doors down in the same trailer park.  One day I was sitting in my tiny living room with the front door open just watching the activity up the street, (I lived in a corner in the center of the park.) when God spoke to me in a vision. The vision was an image of me coming down out of the sky and pointing at me and saying, “You are pregnant.”  Well, needless to say, having wanted a big family of children since I was young, I never prayed harder in my life that this was true. It was too early for me to even know yet, I wasn’t even to a point that my menstrual cycle was late. When it did get to the point it was late I tried the early home pregnancy test available at the time. It was negative, but, I didn’t trust the accuracy in those early days.  A few days later I was sick, really sick, Mark was working on the swamp cooler on his little trailer so a friend of ours took me to the ER. They asked me if I was pregnant and I told them it was possible. Sure enough, they tested and the result was positive.  Our friend was the first to find out. When I got back I yelled  the news up to Mark on the roof. I think he was a little stunned by the news since I was supposed to be unable to have children. I think God was up there laughing at us knowing that we would eventually do the right thing.

Well, life went on and I was unwilling to force Mark to take on the role of father unless he wanted to. I spoke to God often during that pregnancy. I wanted a boy, but, if it was a girl then I asked God to make her look a lot like me. He answered that prayer and a little more. I told God that if I had to I was willing to raise this child alone. He sent another young woman to my front door inviting me to church. The church was across the street from the university and had a transportation program. I took her up on the invitation and spent the rest of my pregnancy going to that church. They even had a baby shower for me. They were a loving and caring congregation who did not make me feel bad about being an unwed mother.  It wasn’t like I was a teenager who’d never been married. I was 25 and twice divorced.

After my daughter was born she was a few days old before Mark came around to see her. When he arrived my mom was changing her diaper and Mark went to watch over her shoulder. When Mom was done she picked her up and handed her to Mark. He says that it was then that he decided that this baby needed a father and he was it. Shortly after that we actually moved in together and when the baby was about 2 months old we found an apartment and really began life together as a family.

The following winter, we were poor. I had dropped out of school and worked for awhile at a bank and he had worked somewhere until he was laid off and was on unemployment. When he was looking for a job and had interviews we had no one to watch the baby and could not afford daycare. I missed too many days of work and was fired. So, the winter was very lean. I had returned to school part-time and my classes were in the evening because when the semester started I was still working. We couldn’t afford gas so I rode a bicycle all the way across town to go to class. It was really bad when it started to get cold at night. The trip wasn’t all that safe either. But, I survived. During the break between semesters we didn’t go anywhere except to the small church his dad had started when Mark was a young child. They were accepting of us without any judgments about us not being married. Maybe a lot of them didn’t even realize we were not married. I don’t know and it doesn’t matter. Anyway, we spent our days reading the Bible aloud, we took turns and read it from cover to cover during that winter break between semesters. The result was we were convicted that the Lord wanted us to get married and stop ‘living in sin’ as many of the day would have called it.

Even a minimal wedding costs money. We didn’t have it. Not long after we made that decision however, the new school semester started. I don’t remember why my financial aid was late in being disbursed but it wasn’t until the first week of March that I received it, probably because I was late in applying for aid. In any case, when I picked up the money there was a small check for a grant covering the prior part-time semester. That $200 or so was just enough to get married, another God thing. We asked the father of the man who had introduced us to officiate our marriage, he was an ordained minister and an elder in the church we attended.  Though he did not often perform marriages he was willing to do so for us.  We got our license from the county and bought a simple wedding band. The same fellow who introduced us was the salesman. The band was a plain simple white gold band exactly what I wanted, within our budget, was the last of a discontinued style, and fit me perfectly. That too was a God thing.  We got our dress suits cleaned and within a week of getting just enough money to do all that needed to be done we were married.  Though we had wanted just a simple small wedding, the entire church showed up and it turned out to be a very nice event.

Since then life has given us many ups and downs but we’ve made it through all the good times and the bad. We have four adult children and a total of 8 grandchildren counting the one step grand daughter who is now an adult herself. There have been times of spiritual growth, times of passing through dry places, and some backsliding. Our love of God and commitment to each other has brought us to this point. I am more in love with my husband now than as I was at the beginning. He still twitter-pates me and will until my life in this mortal realm is done. All things work together for good for those who love God and are called according to His purpose. (Romans 8:28)

That is my testimony and though it is not a dramatic testimony as some may have. It is mine and with it the devil is conquered in my life.

Revelation 12:10-12 Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)

10 Then I heard a loud voice in heaven say:

The salvation and the power
and the kingdom of our God
and the authority of His Messiah
have now come,
because the accuser of our brothers
has been thrown out:
the one who accuses them
before our God day and night.
11 They conquered him
by the blood of the Lamb
and by the word of their testimony,
for they did not love their lives
in the face of death.
12 Therefore rejoice, you heavens,
and you who dwell in them!
Woe to the earth and the sea,
for the Devil has come down to you
with great fury,
because he knows he has a short time.

Be blessed in the Lord Jesus Christ.

Grandma Peachy


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Remembrance: Ani Manjikian , Friend and Author

Ani H. Manjikian You will be missed.

On this Sabbath Day, March 3, 2018, I lost a friend to cancer. We had never met in person but we spend many hours together.  I first met Ani Manjikian after reading and reviewing her first book in 2015. My daughter had asked me if I could read and review the book because it was not a genre she enjoyed reading.  I enjoyed her first published book, Spirit of the Lone Horse, and my review was one of the first I published on this blog. I sent her the link to the review and that was the beginning of a friendship that grew over the next two and a half years.

When Ani was ready to enlist others to help with editing her second book, Do You Believe in Legend? I volunteered. I don’t recall if she asked me if I would help or I just volunteered, but, in either case we spent the next few months working together on her second book. This second book was particularly meaningful to Ani.  She wanted Do You Believe in Legend? to be worthy of the title she had chosen. The experience was a growing experience for both of us.  Ani had many more stories to write. Sadly they are lost to us now.  I would have loved to help with the next book in her series. Maybe a family member will pick it up and try to finish it for her in the future.

Working together to edit Ani’s book was not the only thing that we did. Many times Ani would be discouraged and I spent hours chatting with her to encourage her to lift her spirit. We spoke of the things of God often.  Usually I would tell her what scripture tells us about different things pertinent to her life at that moment. I never asked her directly if she knew Jesus as her Lord and Savior. However, our conversations were such that I felt I was talking with someone who knew Jesus and understood my point of view even if she may not always completely agree.  It is my hope that in some way I may have helped her to mature in her faith. It always seemed that when our conversations ended she was encouraged and uplifted. If for some reason I failed her by never asking her directly if she knew Jesus as her Lord and Savior, then Lord forgive me.

Occasionally Ani would have to limit her time writing in order to work to earn a living. She was a web developer by occupation. I never really knew who she contracted with or what she did. I remember times she agonized over having enough work to pay the bills, other times she agonized over being so busy that she didn’t have time for her first love, writing.  In both those instances I would do my best to encourage her. I prayed for her to have work, I prayed for her to have time to write. I prayed for her when she was discouraged and I prayed for her when she felt like an outcast. I prayed for her a lot. I’ve prayed everyday several times a day this past month as she was in a losing battle with cancer.  Now I am praying for her family in this season of mourning.

In January Ani told me she had a doctor appointment she was worried about because she’d already survived cancer diagnosis several times including melanoma. Just after her appointment I asked her the outcome. A couple days later she informed me it was not good, that cancer was in several of her organs and had already spread to her brain and she was hospitalized for intensive treatment. That was the last communication I received from her. Every few days I would message her that I was praying for her. But, the battle was too intense for her to be wasting time on the internet and she never responded. I know that these cancers can advance rapidly so I started looking into any way I could contact someone in her family. I sent messages to two people I thought were probably her mom and either a sister or sister-in-law from her friends list on Facebook because they had the same last name.  It was not until today that I got a response that she was near the end, then a few hours later informed that she had passed.

It is my belief that she passed into the arms of Jesus. If I thought otherwise, I would be devastated that I did not do more to ensure she knew my Lord. But, I believe that she did know Him. My prayers now are for her family who loved her more dearly than anyone except Jesus.  She will be missed and I look forward to meeting her in heaven.

Blessings to all,

Grandma Peachy



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Book Review: White Rose, Black Forest by Eoin Dempsey

It has been awhile since I read and reviewed a book here. I’ve been doing other things and can’t promise I’ll be having regular book reviews again. Although I would like to try and keep up with a couple reviews a month at the minimum. Today I’m reviewing a book Jen got for me in an Amazon special promotion.

White Rose, Black Forest by Eoin Dempsey takes place during WWII. It is the story of a young German woman who has lost everyone she loved as a result of the war and an Allied soldier she finds in the Black Forest because he missed his jump target when the plane he was on took damage over the Black Forest. This isn’t a romance story, it is a story of survival, espionage and intrigue. The characters are well done and the plot is excellent. I wasn’t alive during this war and all I know is from history and things I’ve read, but, this author managed to create a convincing story. He made the Gestapo character of the worst of all you ever heard about the Gestapo. The propaganda that the German people were given about the Allied forces and the propaganda given to Allied soldiers about the German people gave some insight into the minds of the people. Trust issues between Franka and the soldier who insists he is Werner Graf of the Luftwaffe are difficult to overcome at first. His training is to trust no one and she has her own grudges against both the Allied forces and her own country’s government.

I picked up the book and read a little one day and put it down. The next afternoon I picked it up again and didn’t put it down until I finished at 3:00 a.m. The first few pages were interesting enough that I wanted to read more but not quite enough to grab me and keep me until I finished it. That may have been because the soldier was mostly unconscious in the first few pages so the narrative was primarily about the woman and how she was dealing with the situation she found herself in. However, upon picking it up again the story became more complex and sucked me right in to where I didn’t want to put it down.  Nor did I put it down until I was finished.

Those who like WWII historical fiction will enjoy this novel. It is well written, has a good amount of descriptive without going overboard. It is heart wrenching at times and angering at others, it will create a sense of fearful anticipation for the characters and relief at other points in the story. A good story gives the reader a wide variety of emotional responses and this author has done his job in creating that kind of story. I would have no problem letting teens who have an interest in this genre reading the book.


Grandma Peachy


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Is Encouragement a Gift of the Spirit?


In the New Testament there are a couple or three places that mention gifts of the spirit. In Romans 12:6-8  it gives seven gifts the fourth is exhortation. In doing some research on the word and synonyms I believe I have found evidence that exhortation and encouragement are closely intertwined as far as the gifts given to us as servants of Yahuah, the Most High God. Each has a different gift and just the other day it dawned on me that mine is a gift of encouragement or exhortation. Why I never realized that before is a mystery. Maybe because the manifestations of encouragement and exhortation come naturally to me and I never considered that it was a natural gift given to me by God himself.

Romans 12:6-8 Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)

According to the grace given to us, we have different gifts:

If prophecy,
use it according to the standard of one’s[a] faith;
if service, in service;
if teaching, in teaching;
if exhorting, in exhortation;
giving, with generosity;
leading, with diligence;
showing mercy, with cheerfulness.

In this verse exhort and exhortation are the Greek words parakaleō and paraklēsis.  Some commentary gives an example of exhortation such as when you were young and your mom would tell you to be sure an wear a a coat and scarf when you went out on a cold day.  Cover your mouth when you cough is another motherly exhortation. However, as I read the basic definitions from the Strong’s Concordance it seems to me the meaning includes calling someone to your side to encourage and give comfort.

A little further research into commentary on the Biblical definition I encountered a couple of articles discussing exhortation and encouragement.  People with the gift of exhortation tend to guide people in their spiritual walk and develop personal relationships to be there for the person who is weaker in faith.  In one article it says that one who exhorts will do more than tell someone to read scripture specific to their situation and will say, ‘lets do a study together on these scriptures.’ I can’t say that I’ve gone that far and actually started a Bible study for the purpose of exhorting another believer. However, I find that when I’m trying to encourage someone I will find encouraging scriptures that are applicable to their current situation and give them to the person. I find I do that a lot with those who are far away from me and I cannot be there to encourage them in person. They will get text messages in the middle of the day quoting a scripture that I encountered and felt it was a perfect passage to encourage them in their current situation. The opportunity does not always present itself for me to practice this gift in person.  Occasionally, but with the advent of widespread social media it has become easier to encourage those I love and care about regardless of how far they are from me geographically.

This gift fits well in the instruction God gave me over a decade ago.  The Lord is efficient in his commands. I find he often uses three word commands. Jesus told Peter, “Feed my sheep.” I’ve heard others say God has told them things like, “Preach my Word.”  “Read my book.”  Action verb, my, subject noun, those are about as simple of sentences and as clear as you can get. The voice of God is that still small voice, he doesn’t shout but I hear his voice as clear as if he standing by my side.  For me it was, “Love my people.”  What better way to love his people than through encouragement? Exhorting people to live a holy life to have a closer walk with God, taking them to scriptures that will lift their spirits when life gets tough, when the evil one is attacking them and they are discouraged, when they feel that their sins are unforgivable, this is the essence of the gift of exhortation – encouragement.

Blessings and be of good cheer,

Grandma Peachy



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Fruit of the Spirit – Part 7 Gentleness and Self Control

It has been awhile since I last penned part 6 of this series. Much has happened and I had written most of the part on gentleness in October of last year. I didn’t realize it had been that long. I’ve been neglecting my blog and most of my social media for other interests. I can’t promise that I won’t continue to neglect my blog but for today I’m going to try and get this final part of the series completed. Then I can go on to other subjects even a book review now and again.

Fruit of the Spirit Part 7 Gentleness and Self Control

Galatians 5:22-23 Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)

22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faith, 23 gentleness, self-control. Against such things there is no law.

Many versions of scripture translate gentleness in this passage as meekness from the Greek:

Strong’s G4236
From G4235; gentleness; by implication humility: – meekness.

I thought I had a pretty good understanding of what gentleness, humility and meekness look like. The humble and meek always seem gentle in their interaction with others.  Gentleness is not a sign of weakness though. I consider the stories of soldiers in war torn areas picking up a young child and carrying them to safety, or the safest place they can take them in those places. The images show a gentleness and tenderness in what we perceive as an otherwise hardened soldier. Maybe not as hardened as we imagine. Those soldiers are certainly scarred for life by their experiences.

There are many stories of people who save lives, and when they are held up as heroes simply say they are ordinary men and women who did what anyone would do in the situation. Humility does not take glory for itself; this is the gentle meekness referred to in verse 23.

References to gentleness in Hebrew seem to have some deeper implications.

Strong’s H6038
From H6035; condescension, human and subjective (modesty), or divine and objective (clemency): – gentleness, humility, meekness.

Considering the fruit of the spirit comes from having the Holy Spirit within the “divine and objective” aspect of clemency is an important part of gentleness, humility and meekness. To show clemency is to be lenient, forgiving, tolerant and merciful. Yahuah is gentle with us and generous to forgive us. There is almost no sin that he will not forgive. The only sin named that is unforgivable is to blaspheme the Holy Spirit.

Matthew 12:31-32King James Version (KJV)
31 Wherefore I say unto you, All manner of sin and blasphemy shall be forgiven unto men: but the blasphemy against the Holy Ghost shall not be forgiven unto men.
32 And whosoever speaketh a word against the Son of man, it shall be forgiven him: but whosoever speaketh against the Holy Ghost, it shall not be forgiven him, neither in this world, neither in the world to come.

Yeshua is our perfect example, he was gentle and humble, though not weak. He could have called upon a legion of angels at any time. He had great power but he used that power to heal.

Matthew 11:28-30 Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)
28 “Come to Me, all of you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 All of you, take up My yoke and learn from Me, because I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for yourselves. 30 For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”
Matthew 14:14 King James Version (KJV)
14 And Jesus went forth, and saw a great multitude, and was moved with compassion toward them, and he healed their sick.

However, for us, gentleness can be quite difficult to achieve.  For this reason I’ve put gentleness and self control together because to display gentleness one must also exercise self control.  I know in my own life the vicious tongue that I have often speaks impulsively because I fail to control it. The result is not the gentleness that I want to have in my relationships with others. Instead it creates enmity and strife which are authored by the enemy of our souls.  Thus, self control is essential to the exercise of all other fruit of the spirit.

The Strong’s reference to the Greek word used in Galatians 5:23 is:

Strong’s G1466
From G1468; self control (especially continence): – temperance.

Strong’s G1468
From G1722 and G2904; strong in a thing (masterful), that is, (figuratively and reflexively) self controlled (in appetite, etc.): – temperate.

I believe that we are to exercise self-control in all things; over our carnal appetites and behaviors.  Some versions translate self-control as temperance.  With temperance we do not over indulge in food, drink, or worldly pleasures. We hold our tongue when it is prudent and speak correction with gentleness when it is appropriate. Giving encouragement and teaching with wisdom when needed.  When the fruit of the spirit is manifested in our lives then our reaction to circumstances and people will be self-controlled, thereby honoring Yahuah our God.

Proverbs addresses self-control often. We are exhorted to control our speech and temper among other things. Proverbs tells us the result when we fail to exercise self control, broken and unprotected from without. That is we are unrepentant broken vessels that cannot be protected by God because our hearts are following our own passions. The enemy of our soul, he who prowls around like a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour1, has full access to us.

Proverbs 25:28 King James Version (KJV)
28 He that hath no rule over his own spirit is like a city that is broken down, and without walls.

Self-control is difficult to achieve for many of us. But prayerfully with the help of our Lord and Savior, through His Holy Spirit, we can exhibit self-control. Maybe it would be better looked at as Holy Spirit control because we have submitted ourselves to His will and not to our own will.  Our spirit is dead until we submit ourselves to God and he breathes life into our spirit. Until then we are controlled by the lusts of our flesh and there is no spiritual life in us and no actual self-control. To have the life of the Holy Spirit breathed into us we need to turn our hearts and minds to the will of God.

Romans 12:2 King James Version (KJV)
And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.

I’m sure that there is a lot more than can be said about the Fruit of the Spirit and there are teachers who can give you better understanding than I am able. The best teacher is the Word of God through the scriptures, the Bible. Read it daily, pray for understanding, pray for the Holy Spirit to guide you and teach you. Listen for that still small voice. God is always gentle to those who love him and seek after his will.


Grandma Peachy

1)  1 Peter 5:8 King James Version (KJV)  Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour:


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….and Life Goes On…

Realized that I’ve totally ignored my blog for a couple weeks now. Taking a break from the intensity of social media has been good for me.  We took a trip to the ‘old country’ to celebrate with my father-in-law his 90th birthday.  That was a hard trip because it was so quick. We left on Friday morning the first of December, took two days to drive to southern New Mexico, spent Saturday afternoon to early Tuesday morning with family, took two days to drive back home.

Upon getting home we discovered that the plumbing was backed up and our basement laundry room/bathroom had overflowed when my daughter had washed clothes while we were gone. It was a mess we didn’t want to have to deal with immediately after a long drive. But, things have to be taken care of. Unfortunately a  50′ snake just didn’t do the trick so a plumber had to come out the next day to use a professional snake to clear the drain. I’m not sure that was a long term fix either. The next day I washed clothes and the downstairs toilet bubbled air through it when the washer drained. But, that has since calmed down so maybe there was just air pockets somewhere and that air had to go somewhere. I’m not sure how plumbing works but, at least the toilet flushes, the shower and sink and washer drain without any water overflowing onto the floor anymore. So, life goes on.

That trip was hard on me physically and after over a week I’m still not back to my normal level of aches and pains. As nice as it was to get inexpensive transportation for myself after several years of not having my own car, the little Altima isn’t comfortable for a road trip.  So, I’ve been taking it easy for the most part. Though yesterday someone really had to go grocery shopping and I really wanted to get out of the house. Instead of sending my daughter with a list I spent a longer than usual time out shopping. Thank goodness that Target has electric carts because I used one there because the other two places I went don’t have electric carts and I had to walk, which was quite painful for my bum knee and hip. So, I’m again taking it easy.

In taking it easy I decided to catch up on my social media and discovered that I had scheduled a cover reveal for an indie author a couple days ago and never shared the link in my normal pages and groups. So I did that maintenance and decided to write a post for my blog. Excuse my rambling and I hope everyone has a good weekend coming up.


Grandma Peachy

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Cover Reveal: Love Notes by Michelle Windsor




Check out the cover for Author Michelle Windsor’s upcoming release, Love Notes!! It’s a stand-alone, contemporary romance that’s releasing early Spring 2018.


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Check out the blurb below:

Justin Jeffries could be the boy next door. Except for the way he looks when he plays guitar and sings. From the moment I lay eyes on him, I’m lost. Lost in the deep blue eyes that seem to see in me what no one else could.


Sydney Porter is everything you’d expect from a small-town girl. But when she opens her perfect, pink mouth and quotes my favorite poet, I’m lost. Lost in the song with a voice that seems to speak just to me.


After a perfect summer of endless sunny days, sharing dreams and falling in love, Justin leaves to pursue his dream of becoming a successful song writer. Promises are made to reunite, but when Sydney discovers he’s taken something precious from her, all trust is shattered and love is lost. When they unexpectantly meet five years later, in the most unlikely of places, all Justin wants is forgiveness. But can she? What do you do when more than your heart is stolen?


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Michelle Windsor

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