Blurb:
YOU CAN’T ESCAPE THE PAST . . . YOU CAN ONLY FACE THE FUTURE.
Jon Vail is convinced he should have died with his Navy SEAL teammates in a mission gone wrong in Afghanistan.
Daisy Brennerman is estranged from a family she thinks doesn’t love her.
Each seeks healing and closure in a small town by the Atlantic Ocean.
During a run on the beach at sunrise, a chance encounter brings them together when Jon comes to Daisy’s aid. A spark of attraction soon turns into a flame as Jon and Daisy each begin to realize they have found the miracle they need in order to face the future.
Excerpt:
Daisy Brennerman strode rapidly along the almost deserted beach, as she did every morning, summer or winter, storm or calm. She got up at five every morning for just that reason, so the beach would be deserted. She loved everything about the place—the sand, the sea, the hot sun, the cold winter gales, everything. But most of all, she loved the early morning peace; the sense that she was the only person in a world washed clean of all the grit and filth and grime she encountered as a crime-scene photographer working for the State Police.
She narrowed her eyes and stared straight down the beach. If she avoided looking beyond the high-water mark on the sand she didn’t see the huge edifices—certainly the term “cottages” didn’t fit any more—strung along the crest of the beach. If she didn’t look, she could enjoy the pretense that this was all hers, and she was the only one on it.
At least she used to able to. Now, every time she came over the last dune and walked down to the edge of the water to begin her jog, she saw a man already there. He was always far down the beach, jogging along as if he could go on forever. Sometimes he was heading away from her. Other times he was returning, but he never looked to the right or the left, never appeared to even see her, just continued jogging along, his steps almost mechanical. She never saw where he came from or where he went, but he wasn’t a man she could forget.
He was an incredible specimen of God’s handiwork on the male species: over six feet tall, with wide shoulders, a broad chest, and a narrow waist. Strong legs protruded from baggy shorts, and his bare feet pounded the wet sand with determination and strength. He was blonde, with hair closely cropped against a finely shaped head, and he always wore a long-sleeved t-shirt.
She stopped dead in her tracks and let out a short laugh. Daisy Brennerman, you’re a fool. You just admitted he never even sees you, and yet you’ve just described him in incredible detail. How dumb is that! Oh, well. She shrugged. That’s what came from being a crime photographer—one noticed details.
She continued her walk along the sand, unable to put the lone man out of her mind. Why was he alone? Where had he come from? And how long would he be here?
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About D. K. Taylor
D. K. Taylor was born and raised in Dover, Delaware. She spent seven years working at Dover AFB before going to work at Chateauroux Air Station in France. There she met and married her husband, an Air Force Staff Sergeant. In the next ten years, they had two children and moved eight times. On her husband’s retirement from the Air Force, they settled in Delaware. She moved to Pennsylvania in 2017.
Note: “…And Face the Future” is the third book in “The Vail Family Series.” The first is “Loving What’s Left. The second is “To Forgive the Past.”
