This is the third and last book of the War Brides Trilogy, but can definitely stand alone.
Martha York lost her husband to WW1, and her brother and sisters have left to join the war effort. Being alone, she has given her life to serving her community. Life settles into a comfortable pattern until a handsome stranger comes into town. Tom Fleming is a man who thrives on change. A renowned photographer, he travels around the world and has no intention of ever settling down. Marriage, a family, and small town life are not for him. When Tom arrives in Canela on his cross country search for a woman whose picture will insire the soldiers abroad, he can't believe his luck! Martha York is perfect. All Tom needs is a day or two in Canela, and he'll be ready to head back to New York, his prize-winning photograph in hand.
But life, as Tom has good reason to know, doesn't always go accordingly to plan, and his two-day stay is extended by Martha's stubborn refusal to be photographed, as well as an attraction neither one of them is willing to admit. Soon the rumor mill is predicting a wedding. It's a preposterous idea. Or is it?
Martha York lost her husband to WW1, and her brother and sisters have left to join the war effort. Being alone, she has given her life to serving her community. Life settles into a comfortable pattern until a handsome stranger comes into town. Tom Fleming is a man who thrives on change. A renowned photographer, he travels around the world and has no intention of ever settling down. Marriage, a family, and small town life are not for him. When Tom arrives in Canela on his cross country search for a woman whose picture will insire the soldiers abroad, he can't believe his luck! Martha York is perfect. All Tom needs is a day or two in Canela, and he'll be ready to head back to New York, his prize-winning photograph in hand.
But life, as Tom has good reason to know, doesn't always go accordingly to plan, and his two-day stay is extended by Martha's stubborn refusal to be photographed, as well as an attraction neither one of them is willing to admit. Soon the rumor mill is predicting a wedding. It's a preposterous idea. Or is it?
