TAPESTRY OF TRUST - Mary Anslee Urban - One Free Ebook

Tell us how much of yourself you write into your characters.

Definitely my moral views. Also, my heroines are petite, on the short side, like me, also, dark hair. I love to cook, so my heroines do also.

What is the quirkiest thing you have ever done?

I talked my husband into going to Guatemala to help some missionaries we support. It was a rather volatile time in the country and when we got there we realized that “guerillas/bandits” lived in the hills behind us. The pastor’s wife told us not to answer the outside door to our room during night in case they knock. Scary, especially since we had our kids with us. Two weeks after we left the bandana clad bandits broke into the house, demanded money and stole many of the items we brought for the missionaries.

When did you first discover that you were a writer?

I’ve always been a daydreamer. Playing out stories in my head. But didn’t start writing until I was in my late thirties.

Tell us the range of the kinds of books you enjoy reading.

Inspirational romance, historical, devotionals, autobiographies.

Then you might like my McKenna’s Daughters series. How do you keep your sanity in our run, run, run world?

Prayer, laughter, spending time with family and friends. Cooking and travel.

How do you choose your characters’ names?

Whatever comes to mind as I dream up a character.

What is the accomplishment that you are most proud of?

Being a mother. It has been a privilege and honor to raise my five kids.

If you were an animal, which one would you be, and why?

A doe, always on the go.

What is your favorite food?

Mexican.

What is the problem with writing that was your greatest roadblock, and how did you overcome it?

Balancing my job as a nurse, family, and other responsibilities.

Tell us about the featured books.

 Blurb: Surrendered Hearts—Interwoven Grace 

Isabelle had always envisioned Charlie Hamilton as the hero depicted in the romantic tapestry hanging in the Hamilton home. Then Charlie abandoned her to make decisions no one should make alone. Now, six years later, Charlie’s back, and despite Isabelle’s best efforts, she can’t ignore the longing his presence reignites. Charlie wants a second chance, but can Isabelle trust the man he’s become? Can she surrender her threadbare heart long enough for God to weave Isabelle's own happily-ever-after tapestry?

Please give us the first page of the book.

Chapter One

Isabelle Crafton’s breath stilled at the sight of the man standing on the other side of the doorway. No. It couldn’t be.

Charlie Hamilton. His name clattered in her head as his gaze held hers. The traitor she’d spent the last six years trying to forget.

Unable to move, unable to wrench her gaze away, she bit her lip to keep from gaping. No longer the gangly soccer star who’d scored the winning goals in high school, broad shoulders now filled his tailored suit, his face square and chiseled, and those eyes… Would she ever forget those eyes? Dark and warm. Once as soothing as sipping hot chocolate on a blistery winter’s day.

            “Isabelle, I can’t believe it’s you.”

She blinked and looked away, her heart pounding. Get a grip. After all, his visit presented one redeeming quality. He was holding her cat.

She lifted the feline from Charlie’s arms. “There you are Humphrey, you had me so worried. Bad kitty!” She scolded him the way she’d love to scold Charlie, but held back. Her roommate Kate, was in the apartment and well within earshot. “Charlie, thank you.” She forced her voice to remain calm.

“You look great.” He smiled, brushing cat hair from his jacket.

Likewise. She scrunched Humphrey closer. “You found my cat. I’ve been so worried. I’m not sure if you remember Humphrey, but he’s deaf.”

Charlie nodded. “He was hanging out in the drainage ditch near the parking lot. The woman in the office told me who lost a cat. She offered to return him, but I had to see if it was really you. And here you are.” He opened his arms and stepped closer.

Unexpected emotion clogged Isabelle’s throat. Swallowing hard, she grabbed the knob and pushed the front door halfway shut, blocking his entrance into the apartment. How dare he act like nothing had happened between them? “I must say, you’re the last person I expected to see.” The last person she wanted to see.

For a moment, their eyes clashed. The corners of his lips curved up. “Yes, a nice surprise. It’s been a long time, Isabelle. Too long.” His gaze drifted from her face to the furry bundle in her arms. “I should have recognized Humphrey.”

Surprise? Yes.

Too long? A lifetime wouldn’t be long enough. And why would he recognize her cat? He hadn’t been around since Humphrey was a kitten.

Isabelle eased the door within a couple inches of closing. “See you around, Charlie.” Except for a discreet glance through lowered lashes, she kept her gaze averted, cuddling the cat closer to her face.

How can readers find you on the Internet? 

http://Maryurban.blogspot.com

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Tapestry of Trust


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