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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

If you could own any horse, it would be… (um, would someone else muck out the stalls?) If so, then Tornado, Zorro’s beautiful black Andalusian. John Wayne or Gary Cooper? Cooper, of course! “Don’t shove me, Harv. I’m tired of being shoved.” Favourite Western? Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. Best name for a horse? Merrylegs, from Black Beauty. Cowboys are your weakness because… I love a man who can do, will do and doesn’t ever complain. What makes the cowboy? It’s the hat. Think James Dean in Giant. Oh, what a perfect tilt can do to a woman!

Dear Reader,

Having a baby is one of the most exciting things a woman can do – and one of the most terrifying. A new human being is taking shape inside you, a child who will own your heart and change your life. Yet you have no idea what this new person will be like. Sometimes we’re mature enough to think about the genetic implications of the man we pick to father our children. More often, I’d suspect, we’re just swept away, by love or lust, or the hope of relief from loneliness.

Josie Whitford was hungry for all those things. And now, too late, she discovers that she doesn’t know who the father of her child really is. But then she meets Chase Clayton, the handsome rancher who is everything her lover wasn’t. As they search for the man who abandoned her, she begins to have second thoughts about what makes a “father.” Is it possible that birth is only the beginning?

Yes, a father can give you curly hair and brown eyes. But he can also give you love and patience, wisdom and courage and, above all, time. Time spent telling bedtime stories, explaining photosynthesis, kissing away tears. His constancy can make you confident. His strength can make you brave. His compassion can make you kind. Chase Clayton could be that kind of father. But Josie’s already pregnant, and he’s engaged to someone else. Surely it’s too late for them.

Or is it? Is it possible that love really can conquer all?

I hope you enjoy their story.

Warmly,

Kathleen