Readers, I’ve known
Colleen Coble for a number over a decade, and I’ve loved reading her novels. Butterfly Palace
is another excellent read. It has romance, mystery, and an interesting
historical setting. As usual, the characters drew me into their lives from page
one. You won’t want to miss this book.
Welcome back, Colleen. Why did you become an
author?
I don’t know. I have wanted to write since I was a little
girl, but I don’t know the why of it. I think God just created me that way. J
With the talent you
have, I’m sure of it. If you weren’t an author, what would be your dream job?
I would be a naturopath. I love natural medicine and I am
always advising someone about something!
If you could have
lived at another time in history, what would it be and why?
I love the turn of the century, which is the time period of Butterfly Palace . It’s somewhat similar to
today with lots of new technology beginning to happen and great social change.
It’s very interesting to me.
What place in the United States
have you not visited that you would like to?
I’ve been to every state in the country. J
That’s quite an
accomplishment. How about a foreign country you hope to visit?
I was privileged to visit Cambodia last February and I want
to go back. A fascinating country and I love the people!
What lesson has the
Lord taught you recently?
My friend Diann Hunt helped pound home the important lesson
about living every day for the Lord. We don’t know if we will have tomorrow, so
we need to squeeze every bit of joy and love out of today.
Tell us about the
featured book.
Elegance and wealth. Privilege and politics. The
extravagance of the Butterfly Palace overwhelmed Lily’s senses
and nearly smothered her painful memories. She pushed away her misgivings ...
She was perfectly safe in this huge house.
Austin, Texas—1904: Abandoned by the love of her life and
still mourning the loss of
her mother, Lily Donaldson has turned her back on the pain
and come to Austin
for a fresh start, working for the Marshall family as a
kitchen maid in their
luxurious mansion, the Butterfly Palace. The
tasks before her are legion, and her
mistress less than pleasant, but at
least Lily’s new life will be, if nothing
else, distracting.
But one night, while serving at a dinner party, Lily
recognizes the man who abandoned
her, Andy, her liaison from the
livery stable, the blacksmith’s son ...
sitting among the distinguished
guests. Though he recognizes her, Andy does not
acknowledge her aloud, and Lily is
left reeling, flabbergasted, and
irate.
But before she can get an explanation, the path of the
Servant Girl Killer swerves
very close to the Butterfly Palace ,
sowing terror among the maids. Having come
to Austin to start anew, Lily
suddenly feels trapped in a spider web. How can
she know who to trust in a house
where lies come dressed in fine suits and
deceit in silk gowns the colors of
butterfly wings?
I’ve read the book,
but please give us the first page of the book for my readers.
Lily Donaldson tiptoed to the front door and winced when it
opened with a creak. The last thing she wanted was to awaken her mother who was
sleeping down the hall. Even though Lily was over twenty, her mother would take
a switch to her if she knew she was sneaking out like this. The lights still
shone from the livery, attached to their house.
She peeked in the window as she passed and saw her father at
the desk with his partner as they poured over figures for the new expansion.
There was a stack of money on the desk beside them. It would be hours before
the meeting came to an end. The talk of a new livery in the next town over had
been going on for several weeks, and both men never seemed to tire of the topic.
The night air touched her heated skin, and she shivered as
she hurried along the path to the barn. Crickets chirped as if to keep time to
the ragtime tune tinkling from the tavern’s piano down the street. The threat
of discovery added another thump to her pulse.
The familiar scent of hay and horse greeted her when she
stepped into the darkened building. “Andy?” She twisted the unfamiliar weight
of the engagement ring on her finger. Her lips curved when Andy Hawkins stepped
from the shadows. “I thought maybe you hadn’t been able to slip away.” She kept
her voice barely above a whisper.
“I told him I wasn’t feeling well. I’d much rather be with
you.” His warm hands came down on her shoulders, and he pulled her close for a
kiss. “That meeting will go on for hours.”
Heat ran through her at his words. She’d tried to resist the
pull of their passion—they both had—but they’d been weak, so weak. The warm
press of his fingers closed around her hand, and he pulled her to a comfortable
stack of hay. She fell into his arms without a protest. His lips came down on
hers, and she forgot everything but his touch.
Then he lifted his head and sniffed. “Do you smell smoke?”
Cries of alarm began to filter into her consciousness
muddied by the feel and scent of Andy. He helped her to her feet, and they both
rushed to the door to view a scene that made her shudder.
Fire shot through the roof of the livery. “Papa!” Andy
restrained her when she would have rushed forward.
More shouts came from town, and a line of men burst from the
saloon and ran toward the burning building. The windows of the livery exploded,
spewing broken glass onto the ground, then smoke poured from open frames.
Andy grabbed her hand, and they ran toward her front door.
She stopped and stared at the fire, Which direction? Her mother was in the
house. Their fathers were in the livery. Lily’s chest was tight as flames shot
through the roof of the livery.
Her fingers closed around the doorknob. “I’ll get my mother.
You get the men.” The metal was already hot to the touch. How could the fire
have grown so quickly?
She yanked open the door and plunged inside. Thick, roiling
smoke choked Lily’s nose and throat as soon as she reached the top of the
stairs. She threw open the bedroom door and rushed to the bed. The smoke was
thick in the bedroom too. Her mother slept, unaware of the danger.
Lily shook her. “Mama, wake up! You have to get out of
here.” Shouts and screams echoed from outside. What was happening to her
father?
Her mother lifted her head, and her eyes went wide then
cleared of confusion. She threw back the covers. She stumbled to the door with
Lily. One hand around her mother’s waist, Lily led her down the steps. Glass
cut her bare feet, but she didn’t pause. Her chest burned both with the hot
smoke and with the need to escape.
“Almost there,” she told her mother. She reached blindly for
the door, and her fingers grasped the knob. She threw open the door.
The first brush of fresh air on her skin made her gasp and
draw in the thick smoke in the air. She coughed at the searing pain in her
chest, then stumbled onto the porch with her mother. Lily led her mother a safe
distance away before turning to see bright flames shooting into the night. A
fire alarm clanged behind them, and the horses pulling the fire engine came
racing around the corner. As soon as it came to a stop, the firemen leaped into
the yard and ran for the house.
Her mother coughed and stared at the furiously burning
building. “Where’s your father?”
But Lily didn’t see her father’s tall, bald head. Dread
congealed in her belly, and she shook her head. “I don’t see them, but Andy
went to get them out.” She stared at the throng around the burning building.
Was that Andy?
His soot-blackened face came into view by the light of the
flames. He struggled with the two men holding him. “Let go of me! I have to
find them.”
“It’s too dangerous,” one of the men said. “The building is
fully engulfed.”
“Stay here, Mama.” Lily hurried to Andy’s side. “You didn’t
find them?” Her throat closed at the hopeless expression on Andy’s face.
She turned to stare at the inferno that had engulfed both
the livery and the attached house. The heat of the fire scorched her face. The
breeze blew stinging cinders against her skin. Andy renewed his efforts to free
himself, but the firemen propelled him back to a safer distance.
The roar of the fire was like a dragon from a fairy tale,
monstrous and all consuming. Flames licked out of the upper windows, straining
toward the roof. More glass shattered, and the stink of burning bedding rolled
over the lawn. With a groan, the building began to sag. The firemen shoved them
back even more, and they all turned to watch it give a final shudder before the
weakened timbers collapsed. Sparks
and flames shot higher as the fire fed on the night air and began to consume
the last of the building.
Lily sank to her knees, and Andy fell with her. They held
one another as the fire took their fathers.
Andy stiffened, then pulled away. “It’s my fault. I should
have been there. I would have smelled it and gotten them out.”
“It went too fast, Andy. There was nothing any of us could
do.” She tried to cup his face in her hands, but he flinched away, then jumped
to his feet.
“Don’t look at me. I can’t even stand myself.” He stalked
off and the dark swallowed him up.
How can readers find
you on the Internet?
My website is www.colleencoble.com
, and I hang out constantly on Facebook at colleencoblebooks. I answer all
emails personally. Love to hear from readers!Thank you, Colleen, for sharing this new book with us.
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