Readers, I’ve known Colleen Coble for a number over a decade, and I’ve loved reading her novels.
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. Butterfly Palace
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
. It’s somewhat similar to
today with lots of new technology beginning to happen and great social change.
It’s very interesting to me. Butterfly Palace
What place in the
have you not visited that you would like to? United States
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
overwhelmed Lily’s senses
and nearly smothered her painful memories. She pushed away her misgivings ...
She was perfectly safe in this huge house. Butterfly Palace
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
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? Butterfly Palace
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.
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.
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