MY GUARDIAN ANGEL (A Novella)
After thirty-eight years of marriage, Emma Clawson is alone.
A widow. Her husband has always taken
care of everything, the fields, the yard, even plowing snow off the
driveway. She’s spent her life caring
for her husband and family. Now she must
find a way to move on. But how?
Joe Bailey, a handsome widower, involved with a rich, beautiful woman, finds their relationship is lacking. His family has encouraged him to date, but the women he meets don’t fill the empty void deep in his heart.
When Joe is asked to help harvest the fields for a neighbor, he is drawn to the pretty brown-haired widow with the sad, lonely eyes. She is fighting the ravages of loneliness and insecurity, and he longs to be there to help and care for her. Can he find the way into her heart? Will she allow him to help her learn to live again?
Joe Bailey, a handsome widower, involved with a rich, beautiful woman, finds their relationship is lacking. His family has encouraged him to date, but the women he meets don’t fill the empty void deep in his heart.
When Joe is asked to help harvest the fields for a neighbor, he is drawn to the pretty brown-haired widow with the sad, lonely eyes. She is fighting the ravages of loneliness and insecurity, and he longs to be there to help and care for her. Can he find the way into her heart? Will she allow him to help her learn to live again?
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What are my readers saying about My Guardian Angel:
"Simply a wonderful read..." EH from Books N More
"This is a wonderful short story, which K. R. Bailey penned of loss, and learning to live and love again. Can these two hearts find each other and fill the void that their hearts need. Christmas is a lonely time when the one you have loved and spent your life with is gone. Family and friends mean well but it is not the same. This is a short but heart-warming story. I really enjoyed it and know you will to." Debra, Between The Lines Reviews
"MY GUARDIAN ANGEL is a truly impressive read from author K.R. Bailey, a must buy." Erotic Reviews
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Enjoy an excerpt:
Emma felt suddenly shy like a high school girl on her first date. She scampered towards the house, pausing as she opened the door to look and see if Joe was following her. He was so close she gasped when his tall lean body brushed up against hers.
“Sorry,” he mumbled and held the door open.
Emma drank in the masculine smell of him, looked up at his full mouth, then ran through the door. “Have a seat. Oh, let me take your coat.” She reached quickly and nearly pulled it from his shoulders. “Would you like some hot chocolate?” She pushed nervously at her hair, suddenly uncomfortable. He was a stranger in her house. She paced, eyes darting over her shoulder to see what he was doing.
“Are you uncomfortable with me here?” Joe asked quietly, his eyes never leaving her face.
“What? No. I…would you prefer I make coffee?” Emma turned towards the sink. She didn’t wait for his reply as she put water in a cup. Just having him in her home was making her jittery and uncomfortable.
“I’d love hot chocolate.”
“You would?”
“Yes, if it’s not an imposition.” This time he chuckled at her unease. “Can I help you with anything?”
“Oh, no. Just have a seat. Hope you don’t mind sitting in the kitchen.”
He pulled out a wooden kitchen chair with a red-checkered cushion and sat down. “Not at all.” He noticed the chair cushions matched the bright curtains, thinking it was a very comfortable room. It fit Emma. He could picture her serving her family in this room. A pang of longing filled him.
“Here’s some cookies. Wish I could say I made them, but my neighbor brought ‘em by.” Emma sat them on the table. She stood staring at the man sitting in her kitchen, not sure why she felt so nervous.
“They’re great.” Joe smiled up at Emma. “Aren’t you going to join me?”
“Ah, yeah.” Emma nodded and retrieved the cups of hot chocolate fresh from the microwave. She glanced uneasily around her kitchen, thinking everything looked a little dated. Perhaps she should consider some remodeling. It was something she and Henry had discussed many times but never seemed to find the time or money to do. She wondered what Joe thought about being in her old kitchen, then pushed the thought from her mind. Did it really matter what he thought?