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Dear Reader,

You may remember meeting Gen Slate in my October 2006 book Simple Gifts. From the time Gen realized that Keaton, the hero of that story, wasn’t going to be the man for her, I knew I wanted to give Gen a romance of her own. I hope you’ll agree that Cary Hudson is her perfect match.

What really prompted this book is my beagle, Phoebe. From the moment we brought her home as a puppy, my whole family has loved her sweet disposition, her oh-so-soft ears and her loving nature. But not her stomach!

Phoebe’s constantly on the search for food, and it’s gotten her into a lot of trouble. She’s eaten plates of Christmas cookies, jumped on tables for pizza, foraged in trash cans and has even been known to snatch sandwiches out of children’s hands.

But Phoebe’s claim to fame is the time she ate a good portion of a beautifully baked ham just minutes before a dinner party. Yep, when my husband called to say he—and the vice president of his company—were minutes from our home, I was staring at my ham on the ground and a very sick-looking beagle. If you’d like to hear the whole story, I hope you’ll visit my Web site. I’ve written all about The Dinner Party That Almost Wasn’t, and have a really cute picture of Phoebe there, as well.

I hope you’ll let me know your thoughts about A Small-Town Girl. I’d love to hear about your dog antics, too! Visit me at www.shelleygalloway.com or write to me at Shelley Galloway, 10663 Loveland-Madeira Rd., #132, Loveland, OH 45140.

Shelley Galloway