Cherry Wood Place
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Recently divorced with no job and no future, Emma Kingman knew she had to do something fast. Her meager savings won’t support her for long. Then her friend Ally asks her to plan her wedding. Ludicrous, but an idea starts to grow. 

Destiny led her to the perfect place -- an old home large enough for everything she’s looking for. A call to the realtor is the first step to achieving her newfound dream - Cherry Wood Place, her own wedding center. Emma’s future looks bright. But is it?  

Realtor, Matt Graham, is relieved to find a buyer for the family home that has sat empty for three years. He’s fascinated with the changes Emma is making to the old homestead. Even though he doesn’t want to get involved, he is intrigued with the determined woman.
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With rumors of the house being haunted, vandals and weird happenings around the property, Emma’s hopes for her new business begin to dwindle. Matt finds himself wanting to help, but neither of them are ready for the unusual events that threaten them and their future together.

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Here's a brief excerpt:

​Rain poured. Skies darkened. Heavy storm clouds blocked out the sun.
Perfect day to get divorced.
Emma ran from her car, glad to get into her house. The door slammed shut behind her. She flinched as the sound reverberated off her entryway walls.
Closing her eyes, she breathed deep, willing herself not to cry as memories of Ben echoed in her mind. Eight years of marriage over.
Failure. Regret. Relief. Emptiness. So many emotions whirled in her mind. The judge made the order, and Emma Mosher was no longer a married woman. She now had a different name. Emma Kingman, her maiden name. It sounded foreign to her. But with the name change came a different future.
No longer was she someone’s wife. She could become whomever she wanted. But, she was alone.
Before she could wipe away the stray tear sliding down her cheek, her cell phone rang, a loud sing-song sound that at one time she’d thought was funny. Today it was irritating.
She swiped the screen and took a deep breath before answering, “Hello.”
“Emma. You’re home.” Tia Stevens, her best friend exclaimed. “Are you all right?” Concern radiated in Tia’s voice.
Emma smiled tentatively. It was nice knowing someone cared. Biting her lip, Emma watched the rain from her coat pool on the tile floor before she answered. “I’ll live.”
“You need company?”
“Naw.” She needed alone time. She wanted to figure out what came next. She needed to figure out her life as a single woman. “Maybe tomorrow. Right now I just want to settle in next to the fire and have some hot chocolate.”
Tia laughed. “You always did turn to chocolate when your spirits needed lifting.”
“Guess you’re right.”
“So it’s over? You have the paperwork?”
Emma closed her eyes for a second before answering. “It’s over. I’ll get a certified copy of the divorce decree probably next week.”
Neither spoke. Emma listened to the silence and wondered what it was that Tia needed to say.  Tia was easy to read.  Whenever she hesitated, she was trying to figure out how to tell her something. Emma waited a few seconds before blurting out, “Tell me.”
“It’s really not the time.”
“Tia. Tell me.”
“Uh, well, okay. I’ll just say it. Ally and Sam have set their wedding date and they want you to decorate. Actually, Ally is going to ask if you’d plan their wedding.”
Emma snickered. It was ludicrous to even think about. The day she got divorced was the day she found out Ally wanted her to plan their wedding. The idea made her giggle, and soon, she was laughing out loud as if someone had told a joke.
“Emma?”
She tried to stifle her mirth. “I heard you.” Then she let out a belly-busting laugh.  Just what she needed was to help someone else enter into matrimony when her marriage was over. How did she act enthusiastic about planning Ally’s wedding when right now all she thought about marriage was – ah hell, for others, not her.
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