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A Simple Vow

by Charlotte Hubbard

 

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GENRE: Inspirational Romance (Amish)

 

About the Book

Housed in a rustic red barn, the Simple Gifts crafts shop celebrates the talents of the Amish of Willow Ridge—and the faith that inspires them. For the acceptance of simplicity opens the path to love.

As far as Edith Riehl is concerned, the baby twins thrust suddenly into her arms are a heaven-sent gift. Unable to conceive, she longs to be a mother with a home of her own. She’s going to abide by her promise to handsome Asa Detweiler to take care of them while he looks for their real father. And even if her domineering dat Cornelius refuses to countenance Asa’s suit, she can only pray the bachelor’s honesty and persistence will uncover the truth—even as he’s kindled an impossible hope for a love of her own…

Asa can’t understand why anyone would think he would be so dishonorable as to father babies and then abandon them. He’s determined to clear his name—but Edith’s caring ways also inspire him to help heal her wounded spirit and earn her trust. In the face of heartbreaking deception, he and Edith must find the strength to understand, forgive…and claim their own hearts’ joy.

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Turning quickly to hide her tears, Edith swayed faster as she clasped the twins to her shoulders. Dat made a valid point, but his harshness made her heart shrivel in sympathy for the twins. Her head was starting to pound with their strident cries. She could barely think, much less refute her father’s claims.

“I know how you always side with the underdog—how your heart opens wide any time you’re around little children,” Dat murmured as he approached her. “But I’m watching out for your best interests, Daughter. You entered into this agreement without considering the long-term consequences. What man will marry you if you’re saddled with twins who aren’t even yours? You’ll be stuck at home forever, doomed to be a maidel—a single mother—while all your friends find happy lives with suitable husbands.”

Who would marry me anyway? Edith thought sorrowfully. I’d be a liar if I didn’t tell a potential husband that I’m unable to bear his children . . . because Dat didn’t take me to the doctor soon enough. If only my appendix hadn’t burst. If only the infection hadn’t attacked my female organs . . .

Edith bit her lip against a sob. It wasn’t right to dredge up her past resentment—not after she’d forgiven her father years ago, at Mamm’s insistence. Dat was standing close enough behind her that she could feel the disapproval radiating from his body as he awaited her compliance. She dared not mention the vow she’d made to that strikingly handsome stranger.

Promise me that you’ll mother these kids—and that you’ll hear me out when I return, all right? His voice still echoed in her mind, mysterious and compelling.

Asa Detweiler had no idea how desperately she longed to be a mother—how she’d agreed to care for these twins to satisfy her own selfish desires. She’d believed him to be sincere and compassionate, but she dared not mention that to her father, either. Cornelius Riehl had lost a large part of his heart and soul when Mamm passed away, but that didn’t mean he’d lowered his expectations for his three daughters. If anything, he held them to higher standards now that Mamm wasn’t around to buffer his gruffness, his moods.

 

Meet the AuthorMediaKit_AuthorPhoto_ASimpleVowMany moons ago—like, in 1983 while she was still a school librarian—Charlotte Hubbard sold her first story to True Story. This launched her into writing around seventy of those “true confessions” stories over the years, and she’s been a slave to her overactive imagination ever since. Over the course of her writing career, she has sold nearly 50 books—most recently, Amish romance series she’s written as Charlotte Hubbard or Naomi King.

Charlotte lived in Missouri for most of her life, so her Amish stories are set in imaginary Missouri towns. These days she lives in St. Paul, MN with her husband of 40+ years and their Border collie, Ramona.

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Website: http://charlottehubbard.com/

Facebook: https://facebook.com/Charlotte.Hubbard1

 

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The Christmas Cradle Book Tour @GoddessFish

The Christmas Cradle

by Charlotte Hubbard

 

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GENRE: Amish/Inspirational Romance

 

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For the peaceful town of Willow Ridge, November presents an early holiday surprise. Stranded in the snow, 18-year-old Lena Esh and her boyfriend Josiah Witmer need more than a place to stay for the night. Lena defied her strict family and their judgmental beliefs to run away with Josiah and have his baby. But she’s starting to wonder if he can prove as responsible as he is passionate. And she isn’t sure how—or if—they can ever find a place to truly call home.

Expecting their own miracle baby, Miriam and Ben Hooley rally the town to help the young couple, and Lena draws strength from their unexpected support. Though trouble may come calling, in this season of joyous rebirth, a little child will lead them. And two couples will see their dreams of forever family come true…

 

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“I’m proud of ya, Lena,” Miriam insisted as she passed the crescent rolls. “You’re handlin’ this situation better than I would’ve at your age. Keep on believin’ your life’ll work out for the best, and that’s what’ll happen.”

When Lena focused on her dinner again, Miriam noticed how her arm remained wrapped around her unborn child—and how a grimace flickered across Lena’s face. As a blue-eyed blonde Lena often looked pale, but today she appeared very fragile. Lost in her own little world.

Feed my lambs.

Miriam gripped her forkful of corn casserole. Once again that voice that resembled Vernon’s had spoken to her. The words came from a story about Jesus telling Simon Peter that caring for those around him was the earthly work he’d been commissioned to do.

Feed my lambs. Feed my sheep.

As Miriam contemplated what these words might mean to her, her crowded kitchen rang with conversation and laughter while the people she loved most were stuffing themselves silly with too much food. So why was she being reminded to feed Jesus’s sheep?

These words were your mission statement when ya opened the café with Naomi. Miriam blinked. She’d begun baking full-time because she believed that feeding people was a special talent God had blessed her with. Yet last week, He’d told her to leave her restaurant and live according to the Ordnung, and to take up a different life purpose.

We are His people and the sheep of His pasture. Enter into His gates with thanksgiving and into His courts with praise. And feed my sheep.

Miriam let the words of Psalm 100 seep into her soul. Why was she so focused on this still, small voice while nineteen other people conversed in her kitchen? Although no one else seemed to notice, she felt as if a special messenger had taken her aside.

When she glanced at Lena again, Miriam felt a jolt of understanding. Lena and Josiah were vulnerable lambs who’d lost their way. And even though Savilla was more mature, she was leaving the only home she’d ever known, boxing up memories of her grandparents and the parents who’d died when she was so young. It was no mistake that the Witmers and Lena had gotten lost in a snowstorm and had found their way to her door, because the Lord never left anything to chance. He worked out His purpose even during the least notable moments, whether or not His sheep listened or obeyed His commands.

 

About the Author

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Drawing upon her experiences in Jamesport, the largest Old Order Amish community in Missouri, longtime Missourian Charlotte Hubbard writes of simpler times and a faith-based lifestyle in her Seasons of the Heart series. Like her heroine, Miriam Lantz Hooley, Charlotte considers it her personal mission to feed people. Faith and family, farming and food preservation are hallmarks of her lifestyle. She’s a deacon, a dedicated church musician and choir member, and when she’s not writing, she loves to try new recipes, crochet, and sew. Charlotte now lives in Minnesota with her husband and their border collie.

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Website:  www.CharlotteHubbard.com

Facebook: https://facebook.com/charlotte.hubbard1

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Harvest of Blessings Book Tour

HARVEST OF BLESSINGS

by Charlotte Hubbard

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The tranquil little town of Willow Ridge is facing a startling challenge. Wealthy Nora Glick Landwehr is determined to make it her home again—and put her past to rest. Cast out by her own family, Nora can’t reconcile with Old Amish ways or her strict father. But she’ll do anything to help her community embrace the future . . . and make amends to the daughter she had to give up. She certainly has no time for her reckless new neighbor Luke Hooley. They disagree about almost everything. And how can she trust him if he always seems to believe the worst about her? Somehow, though, his unexpected support and passionate heart are helping her find her own way in faith. And Nora will discover that even in the face of insidious lies and unyielding judgment, God creates unexpected chances for forgiveness—and love.

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Seasons of the Heart, Book 5

Zebra (February 24, 2015)

ISBN-13: 9781420133097 •• ISBN-10: 1420133098

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The moving van hadn’t yet arrived, so Nora pulled back onto the county highway where she’d begun her trip down memory lane. While everyone in town was at Annie Mae and Adam’s wedding, she had the perfect chance to revisit her childhood home. To prepare herself for the ordeal she would soon face.

She pulled into the lane and parked behind the house, somewhat surprised to see the surrounding pastureland planted in tall corn that shimmered in the breeze. Knowing it wouldn’t be locked, Nora slipped into the back door. The kitchen appeared smaller and shabbier than she recalled, as though it hadn’t seen fresh paint since she’d left. How odd to stand in this hub of the house and not detect even a whiff of breakfast.

Nora moved on before she lost her nerve. She felt like an intruder—and she wanted to be long gone before anyone came home from the wedding. She peeked into the small downstairs room where she and her mother had sewn the family’s clothes on an ancient treadle machine—

Nora gaped. On a twin bed lay a motionless female form, like a corpse laid out in a casket. Is this what Hiram had meant by implying her parents were barely alive? Did she dare approach, or would this woman pop up like a zombie from an old horror movie and leer at her with hollowed eyes and a toothless grin? Nora wanted to bolt, yet she felt compelled to look this woman—surely her mother—in the face. If Mamma was so far gone, why wasn’t someone sitting with her? Or was she merely napping, too tired to attend the wedding? The way Nora had it figured, her mother was in her early seventies now—several years younger than her dat. Why did she look so far gone?

Holding her breath, Nora slipped to the bedside. The room felt stuffy in the July heat, yet a faded quilt covered her mother’s shriveled form up to her chin. A kapp concealed all but the front of her white hair, so all Nora saw was a pallid face etched with wrinkles. The eyes were closed, and again Nora felt she was observing a stranger in a casket rather than looking at her own mother. Last time she’d been here, Mamma’s face had been contorted with indignation as disgust hardened her piercing hazel eyes—

And suddenly those eyes were focused on her.

Nora froze. Not a muscle moved in her mother’s face yet Mamma’s gaze didn’t waver—until her eyes widened with recognition. Or was it disbelief, or fear?

Nora didn’t stick around to figure that out. Hurrying from the airless room and through the kitchen, Nora burst through the back door. She couldn’t gulp air fast enough as she climbed into her car and sped down the lane. She felt as though she’d stared Death in the face and Death had stared right back.

 

Q&A with the Author

Do you write about what turns you on?

How about if I rephrase that? “Turns you on” brings back shades of the “sex, drugs, and rock and roll” era I grew up in—which isn’t a bad thing, but it doesn’t represent the genre of Amish romance I’m writing right now!

I do write what I’m passionate about in these stories: faith and family. My stories won’t whack you upside the head with a Bible or a lot of preaching, but for my Old Order Amish characters, faith in God comes first and love of family runs a close second. I married into an Iowa farm family nearly 40 years ago, so those are values I relate to.

Do I write about a bunch of holier-than-thou goody-goodies? Nope. My stories have dealt with unwed pregnancy, an arrogant (oh, so arrogant!) bishop who feels he is above the law, young men who hide cars—or motorcycles— from their parents, and young women who defy their parents by dating guys twice their age.

My characters have also endured heartache and grief and the sort of real life we all go through. The heroine of my current release, EMMA BLOOMS AT LAST, loses her mother and would probably remain a homebody for the rest of her life if it weren’t for Jerome’s insistent belief that she deserves to have some fun.  Amanda Brubaker has dealt with blending her three kids with her new husband’s five—and Wyman has been taken advantage of by the crooked contractor who’s building his new grain elevator.

You’ll also see a lot of down-home food in these stories, served up around the kitchen table, where families talk about important issues in their lives. You’ll meet men and women who work very hard—and then enjoy their time off. They don’t work on Sunday except to tend their livestock or put a meal (mostly cooked the day before) on the table. They don’t have phones or electricity in their homes, and they don’t drive motorized vehicles.

Does this sound old-fashioned and outdated? It is! But for the Amish I write about, remaining unplugged and out of cars keeps them close to their families and neighbors. I strive to portray my characters’ guilt and forgiveness, their resourcefulness when God doesn’t grant them what they pray for, as well as their sense of humor and their knack for getting around the rules and regulations their faith dictates.

The Amish fascinate me. I try to portray my respect and admiration in every book I write about them.

What is your favorite joke?

Hah! I have an uncle who has a joke for every occasion, and some that don’t really fit any occasion, but he tells them anyway. If I could remember any of them, I’d tell you one!

What song would you choose for karaoke?

You know, I’ve sung in some church choir or another since I was 8 years old, so I can carry a pretty decent tune—and I would rather sing harmony than melody. I’m what I consider a “utility” singer, though, rather than a soloist, although I’ve done a few solos over the years. I’m great in a group.

I have never sung karaoke. But if I were to choose a song, it would most likely be

“Somewhere Over the Rainbow” or “Smoke Gets in Your Eyes,” or some other torch song with which I’d thoroughly humiliate myself and vow to never pick up a microphone again.

 

About the Author

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Drawing upon her experiences in Jamesport, the largest Old Order Amish community west of the Mississippi, longtime Missourian Charlotte Hubbard writes of simpler times and a faith-based lifestyle in her Seasons of the Heart series. Like her heroine, Miriam Lantz Hooley, Charlotte considers it her personal mission to feed people. Faith and family, farming and food preservation are hallmarks of her lifestyle. She’s a deacon, a dedicated church musician and choir member, and when she’s not writing, she loves to try new recipes, crochet, and sew. Charlotte now lives in Minnesota with her husband and their border collie.

Connect with the Author

Website: www.CharlotteHubbard.com

Facebook page: https://facebook.com/Charlotte.Hubbard1

 

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