Moving to Montana and More
My fourth book in the Hers to Redeem series has just published. As some of you have heard me say, this is my
favorite multiple-author series. I love the premise where something happens in the hero’s life that
causes him to change and withdraw. However, the heroine comes along and makes
him reassess his decision to be a recluse.
After his invalid father dies in Tennessee, Inman Lowe sells the farm and heads to Montana to find his older brother who left home five years earlier. When he finally finds him, Garvis is secretly mixed up with a group of thieves. Two of the bank robbers are caught and falsely tell the sheriff that Inman is also involved. At his brother’s advice, he runs and ends up being mistaken for the expected new sheriff in a small town. Being caught off guard, Inman goes along with the ruse, thinking it’s a good way to hide. He tries to be reclusive, but when he starts to fall for the storekeeper’s daughter, things get complicated. Why did he have to meet the woman of his dreams when he was living a lie?
Whenever I’m writing a book in this
series, it becomes my favorite, and Inman’s Impersonation was no
exception. I fell in love with Inman and the stray dog he picks up along the
way. The man has a good heart, but he makes a bad decision and pays dearly for
it. Come along with Inman and experience his adventures as he travels from
Tennessee to find his older brother and ends up in Meadowlark, Montana where
his life takes even more unexpected turns. The book just released and is
available on Kindle, KU, print, and audible.
Here is an excerpt:
As he did with most growing towns, Inman
skirted Missoula and headed north. About fifty miles out of Missoula, he
decided to stop at the next town he came to because he needed to restock.
Meadowlark looked promising. He liked
the neat town that had more businesses than he expected. He rode through to get
the lay of the town, tied his horses, and turned to walk around on foot.
“What do you think, Driff?” Inman looked
at his dog. “Do you think this might be a good place to settle?”
He didn’t intend to live in the saddle
indefinitely. He wanted to find a place where he might fit in while he lay low.
A town like this should have some kind of job he could do or at least at one of
the surrounding ranches.
He decided to go to the general store
first and see if he could gather any news. They would likely know of any jobs
around.
“Hey, stranger,” a well-dressed man
stopped him. “You look like you might be the man we’ve been looking for.”
Inman raised his eyebrows, but he didn’t
say a word. He didn’t know what to say.
“We don’t get many strangers in
Meadowlark, so I assume that you’re our new sheriff. I got a telegram, saying
that you were on the way and should arrive today.”
The man put out his hand, and Inman
shook it. “I’m Phineas P. Bradbury, the mayor of Meadowlark.”
“Inman…” Inman faltered. He couldn’t
give the man his real name. He shouldn’t have even said Inman since an unusual
first name would stand out.
The mayor looked pleased. “I know. Inman Lane. Except the telegram gave your name as I. J. Lane. Welcome to Meadowlark, Mr. Lane. We’re so glad you’re here. We're desperately in need of a sheriff. Come on; let me show you around and help you settle in. The rooms in the back of the jail should fit your needs for now. Do you have baggage?”
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