Carolina Coleman had a good job, a nice apartment, too many books, and a family with entirely too many opinions about her life. She needed a change. Duke Halverson wanted a wife and the life of a family man. The mechanical engineer turned woodworker had a home, a thriving business, and no interest in wasting time on modern dating. Carolina, a technical writer who believed every problem had a workable solution, figured answering his mail-order bride ad made perfect sense. On p

Tandy wanted to know about his game. He watched her face, reading what she was asking but not saying. He wasn't playing a long game. “You're confusing me,” Tandy said. “How?” he asked. “You said you didn’t have room for a regular full-time man, I said I was willing to be your part-time one. There is chemistry between us. I want you. You want me. I just have to wait until you figure out when and what comes next; call me when you're ready.” “Between my parents and the farm, try

September always feels a little like a turning point. Summer is beginning to loosen its grip, the days are changing, and before long we'll be wondering where the year went. This month, I’ve been thinking a lot about stories. Some of that is because I’m a storyteller by trade, but storytelling has also made its way into my journaling world. September is Storytelling Month in Journaling Lovers, and we're spending the month looking at the stories tucked inside our own lives. Not