Showing posts with label Breaking the Rules. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Breaking the Rules. Show all posts

Sunday, February 11, 2018

"Hear Me" by H. R. Hobbs

EXCERPT
Hear Me
(Breaking the Rules Book 2)
by H. R. Hobbs

Hear Me (Breaking the Rules Book 2) by H. R. Hobbs

Hear Me is the second book in the Breaking the Rules series by H. R. Hobbs. The author stops by today to share an excerpt.
Also available: See Me (read my blog post).

See Me by H. R. Hobbs

Description
When a bully targets her friends, can one girl find the courage to speak up?
Hannah thought her bully problems would end after her day in court. But her testimony against Brady and his lenient punishment only make him hungry for revenge. As the new school year begins, Hannah and her friends find themselves in the crosshairs of Brady’s cruel pranks …
When her friends are punished unfairly, Hannah is determined to clear their good names. But as Brady’s scheme becomes more elaborate and dangerous, Hannah can’t help but feel terrified. In the face of hatred and abuse, can Hannah find the courage to speak up for what’s right?
Hear Me is the second book in an insightful series of young adult novels. If you and your child like true-to-life characters, stories that examine the power of friendship, and blueprints for coping with bullies, then you’ll love H. R. Hobbs’s empowering tale.
Buy Hear Me today to give your child the confidence to find their voice.

Excerpt
Chapter 1
I stood gazing out the wooden window frame, watching as robins swooped and fluttered through the branches before disappearing into the leaves of a tree. I envied their freedom.
I wished I could grow wings and fly away.
I sighed and looked over my shoulder at the clock that hung on the opposite wall. Ten minutes had passed since I’d last checked it and I wondered, for the hundredth time, how long it would take them to come and get me. Trudy and Chip were somewhere in the building, sitting in a room similar to this one.
Were they watching the minute hand creep around the clock like me?
“Come and sit down, Hannah.” My mom patted the chair beside her. “It’s only been forty-five minutes. I’m sure they’ll be in to get you any time now.”
I moved from the window and sat in the chair beside her. My mom didn’t look up, but continued to flip through the copy of Lawyer Monthly she’d taken from the stack on the table when we’d arrived. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Riveting stuff!
We sat silently and I found myself looking out the window again. But from this vantage point, the robins were no longer visible. Disappeared—like I want to.
“Stop!”
My head swung in Mom’s direction. “What?”
“You keep kicking that chair. I’m going to have to pay for it.”
I looked down at my foot and saw the toe of my sneaker battering the leg of the chair across from me. I uncrossed my legs and placed my feet on the cracked linoleum floor.
Before I could check the clock again, the door on my right opened and a tall man dressed in a uniform walked in. The sunlight from the window reflected off his balding head. “Miss Williams,” he said—he was looking slightly above my right shoulder, but I knew he was talking to me—“the court is ready to hear your testimony. Please make your way to the witness stand.”
I tried to take a deep breath, but my chest constricted. Again, I cursed Brady for pleading “not guilty.”
[Want more? Click below to read a longer excerpt.]


Praise for the Book
“This book is a great read in so many ways. First, it is extremely well written with a compelling story. Though it's written for the Young Adult market, I, as an adult, could not put it down. I kept turning the pages to find out what would would happen next.” ~ Janice G
“I appreciate that the author kept the story clean and accessible for kids, yet powerful enough to speak to readers of any age, including adults. A great read - I highly recommend it!” ~ Kimberly Miller
“I highly recommend Hear Me as a springboard for the tough conversations adolescents are craving to have/need to have about bullying, group think, underaged drinking, prosocial behaviors, and dealing with stress.” ~ Hillary
“The themes, while serious in nature are balanced out by its bright and upbeat writing style. An excellent read!” ~ G dosAnjos
“The writing is original, different from what I have been reading so far, multi-layered and very engaging. I highly recommend this read not only for young adults but to parents as well.” ~ A. G. Morgan

About the Author
H. R. Hobbs
H. R. Hobbs has loved books for as long as she can remember and it’s the reason she became a teacher and most recently, a writer. An educator for nearly thirty years, H. R. Hobbs writes realistic fiction that connects to teens and young adults. A mother of three grown sons and grandmother to three little darlings, she resides with her husband in the small prairie town where she was born and raised. Hear Me is the second book in her Breaking the Rules series.


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Friday, January 20, 2017

"See Me" by H. R. Hobbs

REVIEW and EXCERPT
See Me
(Breaking the Rules Book 1)
by H. R. Hobbs


See Me is the first book in the Breaking the Rules series by H. R. Hobbs. The book is ON SALE for $0.99 (save $2.00) from 20 to 22 January. The author stops by to share an excerpt. You can also read my review.

Description
Hannah follows the rules, always. The rules at school. The rules at home. But what people don't know is that Hannah has her own rules. They protect her. Keep her invisible.
And they work - until Chip Cavanagh arrives at her school. Chip doesn't have rules. Hannah soon learns that being friends with Chip means she can't be invisible any longer.


Excerpt
Chapter 1
No! No! No! Not behind me. Anywhere but behind me, I thought to myself, keeping my eyes firmly on my desk, trying to be invisible. My shoulders lifted and I tucked my chin to my chest to make myself as small as possible. Disappear, I thought, don’t let them see you.
Mrs. Barkowski stood at the front of the room with what appeared to be our newest classmate. I quickly glanced over Brandon’s shoulder and saw him standing in front of Mrs. Barkowski’s desk, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as if he had to pee. His dirty blond hair was cut short on the sides, the top longer and hanging over one eye. He was dressed in worn jeans and a T-shirt with Darth Vader on it. Both had seen better days. Mrs. Barkowski’s hand crept like a claw around his shoulders, making him appear even more uncomfortable. His body stiffened like a board and he eyed her hand distastefully. I could tell he didn’t like people touching him. Strange.
Mrs. Barkowski appeared oblivious to his reaction as she introduced him to the class.
“Class, this is our newest member, Toby Cavanagh. Toby has just moved here from Leduc. Please be sure to show him around and make him feel welcome.”
 Twenty-four sets of eyes stared at Toby—all but mine. I kept my eyes firmly planted on my math notebook in front of me, and I imagined myself sinking through the floor.
I heard Toby say to Mrs. Barkowski, “Call me Chip.”
“Why would I call you that?” Mrs. Barkowski said, and I looked up despite myself. Her fists sat on her ample hips and her eyebrowsdisappeared into her curly brown bangs.
“That’s what everyone calls me,” he replied, a look of determination on his face.
This wasn’t going to go well, I could tell.
Mrs. Barkowski’s face mirrored Toby’s, staring right back at him. “Well, Toby, in this class we go by our given names. You may take the seat behind Hannah.”
So much for being invisible.
“Awesome,” Toby mumbled, in a way that said he didn’t think it was awesome at all. He moved down the aisle with his hands in his pockets and his feet scuffing theworn linoleum floor. He sat down behind me and I knew he was slouched in his seat because I felt his feet make contact with mine underneath my desk. I immediately moved my own feet forward.
“All right, class, let’s turn to page forty-three of our textbooks and look at multiplication of decimals,” Mrs. Barkowski instructed.
A textbook suddenly appeared before me and I looked up to see the back of Brandon’s large, brown head with his hand behind it holding a textbook. He gave it a shake and I realized he wanted me to take it—it must have been for Toby. I took it and passed it to him.
“Thanks,” he muttered, opening it.
Mrs. Barkowski began her lesson on multiplying decimals, writing examples on the board that we diligently copied into our notebooks and solved. We were on the fourth example when I felt a finger poke between my shoulder blades. I didn’t move.
A few seconds later, there was another poke, harder this time, and a whispered “Hey.”
Still I faced forward and tried to concentrate on the next example—both basic tactics for staying invisible in the seventh grade.
The third poke to my back came with a “You got a pencil and a piece of paper?” from behind me. This was a little louder than the first “Hey,” and a couple of my classmates seated close to us sent disapproving glances in our direction.
As quietly as possible, I took a spare pencil from my pencil case and a piece of paper from my notebook and handed them back over my shoulder.
“Thanks,” Toby muttered again.
Five minutes later, Mrs. Barkowski gave us our assignment and the class began working quietly.
Again a poke to my back, this time with a pencil.
“What’s your name?” came from behind me.
I ignored it and continued working on question number four.
“Hey, tell me your name.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Trudy Hartford give us both a look that clearly said, “You’re disturbing me and my brilliance, quit talking so I can get my work done.” Her contemptuous look made me uncomfortable. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and my face heated with a flush of red. She continued to stare for a moment and then flicked her brown, shiny hair over her shoulder and bent her head back to her book.
I quickly turned in my seat before he could poke me in the back or talk again and hissed, as quietly as possible, “It’s Hannah. Now do your work and leave me alone!”
“I’m done,” he replied.
I stared at him. His brown eyes met mine and he tilted his head at the same time, quirking up one eyebrow.
“What?” he said.
“You’re done? How is that possible? Mrs. Barkowski assigned us twenty questions barely five minutes ago,” I whispered incredulously.
“They were easy and math is kinda my thing, so it only took me a couple of minutes,” he said, louder yet, and shrugged his skinny shoulders.
“Look, I’m glad you’re done, but I’m not and Mrs. Barkowski doesn’t tolerate any talking during work time, so save us both from getting in trouble and be quiet!”
Toby looked down at his paper. I whirled around to face forward in my desk, hopeful that he’d take my advice. I didn’t hear another sound out of him for the rest of the class.
When the bell rang, Toby followed me out of the classroom. I turned right and headed down the hallway to the stairs. I could sense him behind me and I quickened my steps, my sneakers slapping the floor, to avoid any more conversation. I liked to be invisible at school and having the new boy in class talk to me would draw attention that I didn’t want—no one here saw me and that was how I wanted it to stay. He didn’t know this, but right now I didn’t have the time or patience to fill him in. I nearly made it to the stairs when a hand touched my arm. I froze.
“Hannah, my next class is Science. Can you tell me where the lab is?”
I looked at Chip’s fingers on my arm and weighed the pros and cons of helping him. On the pro side, he might leave me alone once I helped him. On the con side, he might see it as encouraging—and then I’d never get rid of him. I sighed. The lesser of two evils was to help him now and ditch him at the first opportunity.
“I’m headed there. Follow me,” I said without looking at him.
As we made our way down the stairway to the next floor, Toby walked beside me calling out and waving to various students: “Hey, how’s it goin’?” or “Hi!” I kept my head down and powerwalked to the end of the hallway, turning left into the science lab.
As I passed Trudy filing her nails at the front bench I heard her stage-whisper to Anne, her lab partner, “Looks like Hannah has a new friend.”
Anne snorted and said, “Well, at least she has one,” and they both collapsed into giggles.
Toby heard the comment and quickly replied: “Yep, and that’s all she needs.”
As I made my way to the bench at the back of the room, Toby followed me and plopped himself down beside me.
“Thanks,” I said, “but you didn’t have to do that.”
“Oh, yes, I did.”
“Why?”
“Well, I know I need a friend if I’m going to make it here, and it looks like you do, too.” He stuck out his hand. “Let’s start over,” he said. “I’m Chip. Nice to meet you.”
I studied his hand in front of me and then slowly reached up and grasped it.
“Hi, Chip. I’m Hannah.” As our hands moved up and down, I glanced up to find a goofy grin pasted on Chip’s face.
[Want more? Click below to read a longer excerpt.]


Praise for the Book
"This was a touching story about a girl named Hannah. In Heather Hobbs first book we follow Hannah as she navigates, school, home, a new friendship, and her budding autonomy. This well written book has a good message about finding an inner strength that you didn't know was there." ~ James F. Boley
"Many middle years kids (ages 11-14 and beyond) will make connections to the school scenarios and characters and there are plenty of opportunities for readers' reactions, class discussions, and personal reflections and writing. Students will be hooked! Bravo HR Hobbs on your premiere novel in a highly anticipated series!!" ~ Grant Marit
"See Me is the start to a great series for children. I believe that having children's literature that deals with such important topics as bullying, self-esteem, alcohol, abuse, and friendship is vital to help teach kids how to handle issues in their personal lives. And Hannah and Chip, the two main characters of this series, do exactly that. This is an incredible debut by new author H.R. Hobbs, and I look forward to future installments. Do yourself a favor and pick See Me up! This is a wonderful read for both children and adults." ~ Spencer Borup
"I thoroughly enjoyed this novel aimed at middle years readers. With its very relatable characters mixed in with my own personal memories of those sometimes confusing and difficult years, I wish I had been given a book to read like this back then! It was fast-paced just enough to keep me hooked and looking forward to picking up where I left off the day before. I felt I was pulled into Hannah's world by the author's knack for good story telling. Ultimately this is a story of triumph over one's self that we experience through Hannah, which makes for quite a powerful read. The few loose ends will undoubtedly be resolved in book two of the series, which I am looking forward to reading already." ~ G dos Anjos

My Review


By Lynda Dickson
Afraid of angering her father ever since an incident when she was only four years old, Hannah tries to be the perfect child and follow all the rules, but she sometimes fails. One such failure leads to burn scars on her legs which, in turn, lead to her being branded as "different" by Brady on her first day of school. Ever since that day, Hannah is subjected to his bullying. Now in seventh grade, Hannah has made an art of being invisible in order to protect herself from being hurt. But that all changes when Chip starts at her school and latches onto her.
While the story mostly follows Hannah through the seventh grade, we are also given glimpses of her childhood memories, showing us exactly how Hannah came to make her rules. While Hannah's story is heartbreaking, her "voice" is a bit old for her age, making us forget at times just how young and vulnerable she really is.
Hannah finds her refuge in writing, but she never shares that writing with anyone, not even us. Perhaps it's the author's intention to illustrate just how private Hannah's writing is, but I think seeing some of Hannah's actual writing (e.g., handwritten pages from her notebook, some of her poetry) throughout the book would allow us to empathize with her a bit more.
Chip's and Hannah's differing reactions to bullying highlight the importance of the reaction of the person being bullied to the continuation of the bullying cycle. While I'm not blaming the victims or condoning bullying, children need to be taught both not to bully and how not to be victims. It's sad to see the children in the book so unwilling to communicate with and seek help from their parents, teachers, and other adults. This book is a useful resource for both parents and teachers to open up a dialogue with those at risk.
See Me provides us with a touching look at child abuse and bullying, but the outcome is ultimately hopeful. I look forward to reading more books in this series.

About the Author
See Me is the debut novel of H. R. Hobbs. An educator for nearly thirty years, she began teaching with the goal of sharing her love of books with her students. A mother to three grown sons and grandmother to two little darlings, she resides with her husband in the small prairie town where she was born and raised.





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Tuesday, April 1, 2014

"Bending the Rules" by L. K. Lewis

NEW RELEASE and GIVEAWAY
Bending the Rules:
Breaking the Rules #2
by L. K. Lewis


Bending the Rules by L. K. Lewis has just been released. Also available: Breaking the Rules.


This book blitz and giveaway is brought to you by Xpresso Book Tours.


Description
Struggling to get her life back on track after being left suddenly and inexplicably by (secret) boyfriend-not-boyfriend and boss Drake Baylor Jr., Morgan Lane searches the globe to find Drake knowing that the only way to truly live the life she’s worked so hard for is with him by her side.
Banished to Zurich, Switzerland by his father after being caught breaking the rules, Drake has nine months to get the European Division of Baylor Industries back on track. Again, he must obey the rules so that he can hopefully return to his life with Morgan and take the helm of Baylor Industries.
Everything is going according to plan as usual for Adrian Thompson who has just gotten Drake banished to Switzerland as part of his plan to get Morgan (his college sweetheart and hopefully future trophy wife) back in his life for good. With a little help from Lana Lane, Morgan’s mother, Adrian is hoping to have Morgan wearing his ring by New Year’s Eve.
After a few months of being wooed by old flame and now boss Adrian, and without so much as a word from Drake, Morgan hesitantly accepts Adrian’s invitation to join him for New Year’s Eve in St. Moritz, Switzerland. Foiling Adrian’s plan, a “chance encounter” finds Morgan back in Drake’s arms.
Will Drake and Morgan be able to overcome the distance and time that is now between them along with a few of the hurdles that life has thrown their way? Morgan and Drake are once again faced with figuring out how to start their new future together - this time not breaking the rules, only bending them.

Excerpt
Morgan
We walk into a pub not far from Drake’s house, or I guess I should say our house, and find a booth in the corner. Drake helps me out of my coat and I can see Amanda’s eyes go wide. I’m assuming it’s the sight of my baby bump that I’m no longer hiding, but as I sit down she grabs my left hand.
“Holy shit, Morgan, we really do need to catch up! Something you want to tell me?” Amanda’s ever present enthusiasm causes a few people to look up from their meals and stare, but when they realize the restaurant isn’t on fire they return back to their own conversations.
I know she is obviously talking about my wedding rings, but I figure there’s no better time like the present so with my right hand I slowly start to rub my belly and say, “Oh yeah, I know… my baby bump is really getting big isn’t it?”
“Baby? Bump? Wha…..?” Amanda says with confusion as she looks down at my belly. “You’re pregnant? I was talking about your wedding rings!”
“Oh, yeah…I’m married too,” I say with a huge smile, and Amanda throws her arms around my neck and screams. Looking up I notice that every head in the restaurant has now definitely turned towards our table.
“I leave you alone for one week and you come back pregnant and married?” She beams, and then looks over at Drake. “What did you do to my girl?” She says with a huge smile on her face as she jokingly punches his shoulder.
“I just did what I should have done the moment I saw her. I made her mine forever,” Drake says.

Review
I read several versions of this book throughout the publishing process, and I am really impressed by how it came together at the end. Similarly to Breaking the Rules, L. K. Lewis' first book, we have a great story between two lovers. The complications these two face make the story very interesting and you are always wondering where they will end up as the story progresses. We see a lot of character development in this book in particular, as Morgan is faced with decisions she must make on her own. I think this a great, quick read, and I am looking forward to what LK has for us in her next book in the series.

Character Interview with Drake and Morgan
I recently sat down with Drake Baylor Jr. and the love of his life, Morgan Lane for a candid interview discussing love, loss, and the risks they’ve taken while bending or sometimes even breaking the rules.
Morgan, after his departure you searched the globe for Drake, hoping to find him and bring him home. What made you so determined that you would find him?
From the moment we met, Drake and I have had a connection; as cliché as that sounds. We tried to stay away from each other knowing what would happen if we were caught breaking the stupid rules Drake’s dad set for him. We were careless and we got caught by Adrian in Vegas. Within a matter of days my world had crumbled around me. I no longer had the job and career I had worked so hard for. Drake had dropped out of my life and I felt hopeless. Drake Sr.’s words tore right through me as he said Drake would already be off in the arms of someone else, but even as I heard them, I knew something wasn’t right. Drake Sr. tried to tell me that he had dissolved his son’s position and that Drake wanted nothing to do with me, but I still felt our connection. I knew he had been sent somewhere as a punishment, I just had to figure out where. Having nothing but time on my hands, I set out to find Drake and bring him home. It wasn’t so much that I was determined I’d be able to find him, more like I didn’t know how to move on with my life without him.
But you weren’t able to find him…
Sadly no. And I was able to find a way to continue living my life without him in it but I was devastated. I never gave up on him though, and now that I have Drake back, I never have to.
Drake, you were understandably miserable in Zurich. What kept you going during that time, and how did you manage not to repeat past behavior with women, drugs, and alcohol?
It’s not what kept me going, but who…this beautiful woman sitting right next to me. I made the selfish mistake of flying Morgan out to Vegas for the weekend. I missed her, and wanted her out there with me. If I would have kept my head down, and returned home to her when the weekend was over we wouldn’t have missed that time together. I am a big believer that what happens always happens for a reason though. Perhaps the time we spent apart reaffirmed what we already knew, which was that we wanted to be together forever. Knowing that if I stayed the course and did my job in Zurich I could be together with Morgan again kept me together and focused. Being with Morgan was all I needed to push through every day. As far as past behavior, I don’t need anything or anyone to make me feel complete. Using drugs and women in the past was my way of filling the hole in my heart left by my mother’s death and my father’s absence. Morgan makes me feel whole. She’s the only one I see. The way I dealt with things in the past is no longer on my radar.
Morgan, do you ever worry that the mistakes Drake has made in his past will come back to hurt him?
No, I’ve never worried about that. Drake has been completely open and honest with me about his past. There isn’t anything that could surface about him that I’m not already aware of. We’ve all made mistakes before and I’m so proud of Drake for turning his life around and not repeating that cycle of behavior. He lives his life determined to make each day better than the last. If any part of his past should try hurt his future I’ll be right by his side supporting him.
Drake, how did it feel reading Morgan’s emails, knowing you couldn’t answer them?
Morgan’s emails were heartbreaking. Knowing I was the one causing the pain and with just a quick email or phone call I could explain everything and put us back on the right path was soul crushing. Morgan knows what she means to me, and to see her so heartbroken that she was questioning whether or not I would come back to her was really hard to read. I appreciated her honesty though. Each email she wrote me, however hard it was to read, still renewed my focus to return to her without further breaking any rules because by writing to me, it meant she still cared.
Drake, how hard was it not to turn around when you heard Morgan calling your name in the airport in Paris?
I took that trip to Paris to get away from Zurich for the weekend and clear my head. I was missing my girl and needed to feel close to her without screwing up in any way. That is why I chose to go to Paris. Morgan loves it there and we’ve talked about spending time there together so many times that I thought a weekend in Paris would renew my focus in doing my job so I could go home to her. When I saw Morgan in the airport I felt completely gutted. I was twenty feet away from her as she walked around that mom tying her kid’s shoes. I wanted so badly to call her name, or run up to her and throw my arms around her and just hold on forever but I knew I couldn’t. Morgan knows I trust her completely. I knew she wouldn’t have told a soul that we saw each other, but even so, I couldn’t risk it. My dad was a very connected man, and it would have only taken one person to recognize me with Morgan and report back to him and it would have been over. I think it was even harder for me not to turn around that day when Morgan called my name than it was to leave for Zurich in the first place. I could hear the excitement and the sadness in her voice as she called to me. Watching her collecting her bag then hailing a cab completely defeated and heartbroken is a feeling I never want to have again.
Morgan, how did it feel to learn that Adrian lied to you and really was responsible for Drake being sent to Zurich?
Because of our history, it was a really crappy to learn Adrian had lied to me. I knew in my heart that we would never be together and that Drake has always been the one for me, but knowing that all of Adrian’s motives to get me back weren’t pure was disappointing because he’s always been a better person than that. I could go on and on about how Adrian is responsible for my separation from Drake, and how that makes him such an a-hole, but the truth is, Drake and I broke the rules. We knew the risks and we took them anyway because we love each other so much that any risk is worth it if it means we are together. Drake didn’t have to fly me out there and take such a risk, and I didn’t have to go. If we hadn’t broken the rules, we wouldn’t have been caught and it was our penance to pay. It was the worst time I’ve ever had in my life, but it brought us here today, so it was worth it in the end.
Drake, what is it that you love so much about Morgan?
You’ve been in this room the past twenty minutes right? (laughing) First of all, my girl here is a complete knockout. I get lost in her eyes daily. I have to ask her to repeat herself all the time and she thinks I’m not listening to her but the truth is, I’m so mesmerized by her beauty I completely zone out. Besides her undeniable beauty, Morgan is so bright, and determined, and she loves so fiercely. She doesn’t judge me and my faults, she loves me despite them. She has a smart mouth the fires me up like no other too. She’s the total package and I thank my lucky stars every day that she loves me just as much as I love her.
Morgan, now that you and Drake can be together as a couple out in the open, what are you looking forward to?
I’m just ready to start our life together. I’m excited to go on double dates with Amanda and Garrett, and to start crossing things off our bucket list. Drake and I both dream big, and have already started to see some of our dreams coming true and I can’t wait to live the rest of our lives as we want to. The only rules we want to live by are the ones we make for ourselves.
Drake, any final thoughts?
No, I think my girl summed it up pretty well. We have the world at our finger tips, and couldn’t be more excited to go explore. (Turns to Morgan,) By the way Babe, speaking of Amanda and Garrett, we have lunch plans with them … something tells me ours isn’t the only one we’ll be planning in the near future …

About the Author
L. (Lindsay) K. Lewis lives in Northern Michigan with her husband and three-year-old son.
Born and raised in Michigan, Lindsey spent her early twenties chasing the man of her dreams (now husband of eight years) around the country, residing in both New York, and Portland, Oregon. While living in Portland, Lindsay attended East West College of the Healing Arts, and is now a massage therapist, makeup artist, and spa/boutique owner.
When Lindsay isn’t working, writing, or chasing her son around, she enjoys boat days, playing in the sunshine, and giggling with her husband. You may also find her on Twitter most days, especially live tweeting when The Bachelor/Bachelorette, Sons of Anarchy. or The Walking Dead are on. Check her out, you may enjoy her colorful commentary!

Giveaway
Enter the giveaway for a chance to win an ebook copy of both Breaking the Rules and Bending the Rules by L. K. Lewis.


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