Praise for Brenda Novak’s “Dundee, Idaho” Stories:
“A Family of Her Own is an emotionally charged, fast-paced read. I will definitely be awaiting Novak’s next book.”
—RoundTableReviews.com
“A Family of Her Own tells a story rich in internal and external conflict…. Novak also explores family dynamics, friendships and other relationships.”
—Romance Reviews Today
“Once again author Brenda Novak delivers a stunningly magical performance…. Novak’s fans will easily recognize her unforgettable style and characterizations from the first chapter.”
—WordWeaving on A Family of Her Own
“A powerful author, Brenda Novak is an expert at creating emotionally driven romances full of heat, sensual tension and conflict that not only satisfy her characters, but her readers as well….”
—Writers Unlimited on A Husband of Her Own
“Brenda Novak always writes a wonderful story, whether it’s her Superromances or her single-title books. I know when I pick up something she’s written that I’ll be totally satisfied. And I certainly wasn’t disappointed with this one.”
—Old Book Barn Gazette on A Husband of Her Own
“Brenda Novak has hooked me with her endearing characters and heart-tugging romance.”
—EscapeToRomance.com on A Baby of Her Own
“A one-sitting read! Kudos to Brenda Novak for an insightful and emotional story that tore at my heartstrings!”
—The Best Reviews on A Baby of Her Own
Dear Reader,
Welcome back to the small town of Dundee, Idaho. If you’ve read the first three books in my series, you already know that Dundee is one of those places where family stands for something. It might not always be what we want it to stand for, but Dundee’s definitely a place where a person grows roots. Love the place or hate it, the mountains, the land, the town are in the blood of everyone who lives there. So far, Booker has turned his life around. Rebecca has married her childhood nemesis. And Delaney has given Conner the tether he needed so badly.
So what about Mike Hill? Those of you familiar with Mike know what a good guy he is—and what a great catch. You also know he’s nearly forty and unmarried. It’s going to take a very special woman to bring this man to his knees. He finds her just about the time he gives up looking—and in a very unlikely place.
I had a great time writing this story, especially because the inspiration for certain plot elements came from my own family background. I’ll leave you to guess which ones, but as you read, reserve a smile for those of us who truly understand the cliché “Truth is stranger than fiction.”
I love to hear from readers. Please drop me a line at P.O. Box 3781, Citrus Heights, CA 95611, or visit my Web site at www.brendanovak.com, where you can e-mail me or check out excerpts of my books, research articles and win fabulous prizes.
Until we visit Dundee again…
Brenda Novak
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Brenda Novak
A Home of Her Own
To Tonya, my oldest sister. She let her friend offer me my first
(and only) cigarette when I was eight years old and she was
eighteen, then cried laughing when I nearly hacked to death.
She locked me and my other siblings out when she baby-sat
so she could bake cookies and eat them without us. She
refused to let us cross the holy threshold of her room,
where she entranced us (standing outside looking in)
with such mysterious antics as burning incense and
making bottle candles out of crayons.
She also rocked me for hours when I was a baby,
bathed me until I was old enough to bath myself,
married young and let me stay with her almost every
weekend, took the heat from my parents when I stupidly
caused the loss of something important to the family,
taught me how to cook and clean and decorate.
You’ve been a friend, a sister, a mother to me, Tonya.
For everything, I love you.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
EPILOGUE
CHAPTER ONE
THE VACANT HOUSE LOOKED haunted. Large and imposing, with a full moon hanging directly behind, the old Victorian cast a grotesque shadow across the snow, and the windows shone like so many eyes.
Ignoring the gooseflesh that prickled her arms, Lucky Caldwell stood on the ornate porch, braced against a chill wind as she pushed the heavy front door a little wider. She didn’t really want to venture inside now that it had grown so late. The house had sat empty long enough that rats, possums, raccoons or other crawling things could easily have taken over. Or maybe she’d find some mass murderer hiding in one of the rooms….
If she was anywhere else, she’d head into town and get a motel for the night. But as soon as even one person in Dundee spotted the distinctive strawberry-blond hair she’d inherited from her mother, word would spread all over town that she was back. And she didn’t want to alert anyone to her return just yet. She needed to get her bearings. Coming here was a risk, a huge risk, and she’d never been as lucky as her name.
The