I found God. I know, I'd said it once before, to get out of trouble, but this time it's true.I was drawn to a church, and this one hymn, about saving a wretch like me, touched me. So did the reverend, speaking about love, redemption, mercy and grace. It was nothing like the church my mother dragged me to as a kid, trying to keep me from the family life of petty crime.Next thing I knew, tears were rolling down my face as I felt…healed. But does my stiff-necked parole officer believe me? No! How can I convince Brandon Fairchild that this conversion – and the feelings I'm having for this good-looking man – aren't just a con game?
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Jane Perrine Myers. The Path To Love
When Francie heard a knock at the door, she flew off the sofa and stood hyperventilating in the middle of the small room. She calmed herself down by repeating, “The fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, patience…” as she moved toward the door and opened it
JANE MYERS PERRINE
The Path to Love. Jane Myers Perrine
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Epilogue
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There Mr. Fairchild stood, all six feet plus of him, dressed in a light blue shirt, blue patterned tie and blue slacks. No jacket today—probably wise, with the heat.
At the moment she knew why it had been so important for her to clean up the apartment, why she hadn’t wanted him to see the dump in the first place and why making a good impression on him was so important to her.
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“Those are all Bibles?” Francie studied the six-foot-high shelves that stretched forever across the room. The books were of all different colors, from black to white with shades of red and brilliant blue and somber brown. Some faced forward to show pictures or symbols. There were hardbacks and others with paper or leather or plastic covers. She shook her head. This was getting a lot harder and more complicated than she’d thought it would be.
