Labor Day in Lusty, TexasBy: Cara Covington
The Lusty, Texas Collection
After the deaths of her mother and grandmother, Abigail Parker finds her past and possibly her future when she shows up, unannounced, in Lusty. She’d believed she was all alone in the world—until she discovered a locked box in her grandmother’s closet. Maude Parker hadn’t been orphaned, after all, but had walked away from her family in that small Texas town.
They’d dismissed their father’s account of falling for their mother at first sight. But when Carson and Michael Benedict meet Abigail, they see the woman they’re meant to spend the rest of their lives with. The men convince Abigail to come to Houston with them, so they can explore the feelings growing between them. They even have a job for Abigail—running the used bookstore Michael recently purchased.
But what they don’t know is that the bookstore is the target of a thief, one who will stop at nothing to get his hands on the secrets he believes are hidden there.
I’m grateful for you, my readers, for your continued loyalty to the world of Lusty, Texas. A special debt of gratitude is owed to my reader’s group, my friends, The Lusty Ladies, for your enthusiasm for all things Lusty. A special thanks to Lisa Buchanan Phillips for her unwavering support as that group’s admin. Lisa, your friendship means the world for me.
A huge thank you to Angie Buchanan Jones, beta reader, creator of memes and banners, and all-around wonderful human being. Your friendship is one of my treasures.
I’m grateful for the dedicated, professional women and men of Siren-Bookstrand. A special nod of gratitude goes to my editor, Devon. You make my stories the best they can be.
I’m forever grateful to my publisher, Amanda Hilton, for having said “yes”—eleven years ago. Because you said yes, I’ve been able to devote my time to crafting stories, and touching readers.
To my number one fan, my husband, David. I know you’re counting down the days to your retirement. This next phase of our lives will be an adventure. I’ll be there to support your dreams, just as you’ve always been there to support mine.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Morgan Ashbury, also writing as Cara Covington, has been a writer since she was first able to pick up a pen. In the beginning, it was a hobby, a way to create a world of her own, and who could resist the allure of that? Then, as she grew and matured, life got in the way, as life often does. She got married and had three children, and worked in the field of accounting, for that was the practical thing to do, and the children did need to be fed. And all the time she was being practical, she would squirrel herself away on quiet Sunday afternoons and write.
Most children are raised knowing the Ten Commandments and the Golden Rule. Morgan’s children also learned the Paper Rule: Thou shalt not throw out any paper that has thy mother’s words upon it.
Believing in tradition, Morgan ensured that her children’s children learned this rule, too.
Life threw Morgan a curve when, in 2002, she underwent emergency triple bypass surgery. Second chances are to be cherished, and with the encouragement and support of her husband, Morgan decided to use hers to do what she’d always dreamed of doing—writing full-time.
Morgan has always loved writing romance. It is the one genre that can incorporate every other genre within its pulsating heart. Romance showcases all that humankind can aspire to be. And, she admits, she’s a sucker for a happy ending.
Morgan’s favorite hobbies are reading, cooking, and traveling—though she would rather you didn’t mention that last one to her husband. She has too much fun teasing him about having become a “Traveling Fool” of late.
Morgan lives in Southwestern Ontario, Canada, with a mysterious cat, a nine-pound Morkie dog who thinks he’s a German shepherd, and her husband of forty-five years, David.
“How long will you be home for this time, my darlings?” Abigail Benedict addressed her middle son and his family, and everyone else turned their attention to Greg, Cody, and Rebecca. Those three, who sat with Rebecca in the middle of them, took a moment to look at each other before answering.