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In memory of Chauncie Bella, my sweet, sweet

dog. Thank you for fourteen love-filled years and

for showing me it is possible never to have an

unkind moment. Walks won’t be the same

without you, wonderful friend.

My thanks and love to the friends, old and new,

whose presence and care helped so much during

Chauncie’s illness – Lainee, Cathy, Denise and

Dan, Maggie, Rob and Jen, and the staffs of

Powell Blvd Veterinary Clinic, Housecalls

for Pets and Dove Lewis.

There are angels everywhere.

WENDY WARREN

lives with her husband and daughter in the beautiful Pacific Northwest of America. Their house was previously owned by a woman named Cinderella, who bequeathed them a garden full of flowers they try desperately (and occasionally successfully) not to kill, and a pink General Electric oven, circa 1958, that makes the kitchen look like an I Love Lucy repeat.

A two-time recipient of the Romance Writers of America’s RITA^® Award, Wendy loves to read and write the kind of books that remind her of the old movies she grew up watching with her mum – stories about decent people looking for the love that can make an ordinary life heroic. When not writing, she likes to take long walks, hide out in bookshops with her friends and sneak tofu into her husband’s dinner. If you’d like a tofu recipe – and who wouldn’t – visit her at www.wendywarren-author.com.

Dear Reader,

Several years ago, my husband planned our first road trip. For a week we visited the graves of every outlaw who had died between Oregon and North Dakota. By the time we reached Deadwood, I threatened to fly home. I’m glad I didn’t, because in North Dakota we stayed in a tiny, delightful town surrounded by fields of wild mustard, acres of whispering barley and choke cherries that showed up in everything, including pies, preserves and sweets. The people were kind and idiosyncratic and wonderful. I began my book, Dakota Bride, on the drive home. In Once More, At Midnight I revisit the town of Kalamoose and the Owens sisters, Nettie, Sara and Lilah. It’s Lilah’s turn to fall in love. I hope you’ll have as much fun in Kalamoose as I do. By the way, if you ever drive from Oregon to North Dakota, skip the graves and see the Tetons!

Wendy Warren