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doctor to take some time off and get his blood pressure under
control. You would think buying a cabin in the natural splendor known
as Gray Horse Lake, Idaho, would do the trick. All that mountain
greenery, crystal blue lakes and rivers, and nature-run-amok had to
be exactly what the doctor had ordered.
opening an equestrian camp for children with handicaps.
the reader but unknown to him, Sarah mistakenly believes that Lucas
Rockworth is a shy, sensitive man. After having to deal a lifetime
with a dominating older brother and controlling father, she finds
these traits very appealing.
has Sarah longing for a kinder, gentler man in her life.
contractor, he has the hands-on experience to make himself into
anything Miss Sarah Burke is looking for.
kind of guy, should it? She wants Mr. Rogers… Well, darn, he can
manage that for the short time he’s in Idaho.
Rogers. But, the reader knows its Rambo who’s come
She turned from the cabin and followed the path back to the motorhome. Over and over she replayed the fierce confrontation she’d heard. It didn’t make sense. How could she have thought Lucas was a gentle, caring man—a man incapable of the bullying tactics she’d come to associate with her brother?
Sarah could feel the burning pressure of tears fill her eyes. She’d only just realized she was in love. She brushed at the falling tears with the back of her hand and looked around.
Dusk had come.
Dusk had come, and she’d discovered the man she was in love with didn’t exist.
Sweet, gentle Lucas Rockworth simply was not. She had given her heart and planned on giving her body to a phantom, a creature of her own imagination.
Creature was an excellent word, she thought, her tears drying. There was no way she could have been so mistaken about Lucas Rockworth without him deliberately misleading her. She remembered one of their first conversations. He’d asked her straight out: Who appealed to her more? Rambo or Mr. Rogers?
She’s picked Mr. Rogers and voila! He had appeared. Shy. Sweet. Sensitive.
The dirty rat!
He’d done it on purpose, played the role of a modern, tender man. Good grief, if she’d picked Rambo, he probably would have greased up his body, looped ammo belts around his neck and stuck a butcher knife between his teeth.
She’d had him writing poetry!
“Sarah, where are you going? What happened?”
Deborah’s worried voice penetrated Sarah’s dazed thoughts. She’d almost passed her friend on the path to the motorhome.
Sarah turned around. “You were right.”
“About what? Sarah, what’s wrong? You look like you’re in shock.”
“I probably am.”
“My Lord, did they actually get into a brawl? What happened?”
“There was no fight. You were right. Lucas was perfectly capable of handling Ryan.”
“Don’t worry about it. Ryan’s fine. Lucas is fine. Actually, I think they have the makings of a solid friendship.”
“They have so much in common, you know—my welfare.”
“That doesn’t surprise me,” Deborah said.
“And then, there’s the fact that they’re two liked-minded bullies. When you get right down to it, you could almost call them blood- brothers. They both look at the world in the same way—as predators.” Sarah started walking again.
“Where are you going?”
“To change my clothes.”
River Ames spent the first eighteen years of her life in Southern
California. Here is a partial list of some of the cities in which she
lived: Pasadena, South Pasadena, Duarte, El Monte, Arcadia La Puente,
Lomita, West Covina, Pacifica, Santa Monica, Palmdale, and Hacienda
Heights. In some of those cities, she lived at six different
addresses. In the city of La Puente, River’s family lived in four
different houses on the same street. The non-glamorous reason for all
the moves was habitual eviction necessitated for non-payment of rent.
It was an interesting way to grow up.
River attended twenty-six different elementary schools, two different
junior high schools and four different high schools. In one
elementary school, she was a student for only three days.
Perhaps, because she was so frequently identified as the “new girl,”
the pattern of River being an observer instead of a participant in
the interactions going on around her seemed a logical fit for her
When she was thirteen, River read “Gone with the Wind.” She
skipped three days of school in order to finish the book in one
sitting. Disappointed in Rhett for “not giving a damn,”
River wrote her own sequel–in long hand, on three-hole punch,
notebook paper. The opening line? “Tomorrow dawned bright and
fair.” In less than fifty pages, Scarlett had been transformed
into Jane Eyre and Rhett had fallen in love with her all over again.
After Southern California, River has spent the next part of her life living
in the semi-rural town of Idaho Falls, Idaho. She is a graduate of
Idaho State University, majoring in Health Education Sciences and
Addiction Counseling. She’s worked the past ten years at a Behavioral
Health Center where she assisted children, teenagers, and adults
committed in a 24/7 secured facility because of mental health
challenges they are experiencing.
River’s books celebrate the good-natured humor that lays at the heart of most
of our human predicaments. The conflicts are significant, yet it is
her characters and their quirky (yet somehow universally relatable)
thoughts, words, and choices that reflect a light-hearted peek into a
world we wish was real. The amazing thing is that these worlds are
real to readers for the time they visit there.
Readers have said: “In a River Ames book, one minute I’m laughing out
loud, and the next I have a lump in my throat.”
River is currently readying a historical novel, “Gideon’s Justice.”
This three-part novel is Book I in a three volume western series set
in the Colorado Territory.
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