I woke up this morning with a holiday hangover. Don’t get me wrong, I love Christmas. I love what it stands for and the reason for the season. Yet, just like most people, I end up spending too much, wrap everything perfectly, fret over what I bought and during one hour on Christmas morning the months of planning and tolerating busy stores can be summed up in a cluttered livingroom.
And somehow, the smiles from my girls makes everything, well, right.
I received some awesome presents, however, the one that I really love is fabulous…and it didn’t cost a thing. My wee one made a large gift box (out of a cardboard box) and she painted it. I wanted to share the ‘masterpiece’ not because it’s the next Picasso (well, one never knows :)) but these are the simple things that keep me zeroed in on the importance of what matters in life.
Tomorrow is release day for Ring In A Cowboy! I worked with a great group of authors who have the same love of a cowboy as I do. We wanted to bring you 9 memorable stories that will warm you from the inside out. And because I know that a lot of you have holiday hangover too, I’m going to give away 5 e-copies of Ring In A Cowboy. To enter just comment below and I’ll randomly pick 5 winners at 9 PM 12/27. Good luck!!!!
Here’s a sneak peek…
The sunlight billowed in from the window onto Charlie’s beautiful naked body. She was lovely, her pale skin still glowing from what they’d shared last night.
She shifted and he picked up his guitar, thrumming his fingers along the strings lightly. Since he’d woke up that morning, he’d wanted to do something for her. Now he could.
He continued to play until her eyes fluttered open and a smile spread her lovely lips. “Hi,” she said, dragging the sheet over her.
“Hi.” He winked. “Did I wake you?”
She nodded. “The music did.” Her smile grew, reaching her dazzling eyes. “I thought I was dreaming.”
“Good. I want to play a song for you. It’s not quite finished, but a couple of lines have been playing through my head since I met you.”
“Really?” Her cheeks turned a pale pink. “Must be the atmosphere.”
“Must be a pretty lady who makes my heart sing. Now here it goes…”
“One look and I was forever changed.
An angel descended and touched my hand
She opened my eyes
To something I never knew
I have to believe I’m enough in Charlie’s eyes
No words can describe how I feel
Yet this touch tells a story
Open up and lay all your worries on these broad shoulders
Just say you will and I’ll hold you close…”
He stilled his fingers on the strings of the guitar. “That’s a sneak peek. What do you think?” he asked. She lowered her head, her shoulders jerking. Was she crying? “Charlie?”
She lifted her chin. Tears stains marred her cheeks. “That was…that was…” she hiccupped.
“No. How could you think that? It’s beautiful. That’s for me?” She sniffled loudly.
He grinned. “Being that the only other Charlie I know is a two hundred pound wrestler with a long scraggly beard, yes, the song’s about you.” He winked.
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