{"id":7570,"date":"2019-04-02T01:05:59","date_gmt":"2019-04-02T05:05:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/blog\/?p=7570"},"modified":"2019-03-16T20:09:25","modified_gmt":"2019-03-17T00:09:25","slug":"to-forgive-the-past-book-two-in-the-vail-family-series-by-d-k-taylor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/blog\/?p=7570","title":{"rendered":"“To Forgive the Past” – Book Two in the Vail Family Series by D. K. Taylor"},"content":{"rendered":"
“To Forgive the Past”<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
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by D. K. Taylor<\/span><\/div>\n
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COULD HE FORGET\u2014COULD SHE FORGIVE?<\/b><\/div>\n
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Five years ago Mark Vail and Jane Brewer spent a wonderful Christmas Holiday week together. The week culminated a beautiful night of passion, followed by Mark\u2019s disappearance that same night without saying good-bye. Jane never heard from him again. Now, they meet again as participants in the wedding of mutual friends. Can long-ago feelings be reborn\u2014or is it too late to forgive the past?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Hawk rolled out of bed and planted his feet on the floor. He rubbed his hand over his short hair and down over the rough stubble of black beard. Another morning in Iraq.\u00a0He’d head for the shower and then get some coffee<\/i>. Halfway across the room, his cell phone rang, and he changed direction.\u00a0Who in the hell would be calling him on his cell? Must be from the States–calls from his outfit, and other local calls, came in over the land phone.<\/i><\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0He snatched up the phone and flipped it open. “Hawkins.”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Hawk, old buddy.”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0He almost groaned.\u00a0Mark Vail was probably his best friend in the world, and they’d known each other since both were learning to fly F-16’s, but when Mark called him “Old Buddy,” it always meant–get ready for a request–usually something he’d prefer not to do.<\/i><\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Mark!”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Long time, no see.”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“You still at Hill?”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Yeah.\u00a0\u00a0What’s up Buddy? I hear you get a lot of flying time over there.”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Cut to the chase, Mark. I know you didn’t call me in Iraq just to shoot the breeze. What do you want?”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“What do you mean, what do I want? Do I have to want something?”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Mark.”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0When his buddy didn’t answer, he repeated the question.\u00a0\u00a0“You still there, Mark?”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Hawk, do you remember Kit?”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“I remember you\u00a0have<\/u>\u00a0a sister named Kit, and I seem to recall you took great pains to make sure none of us ever met the girl.”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“You don’t have to be sarcastic . . . and . . . well, she’s not a girl any more, and she’s<\/div>\n
\u00a0there . . . “<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“There where?”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Hawk struggled to remember anything Mark had ever said about his sister.\u00a0She’d been in college the last he’d heard–no, not college, West Point. Uh oh–he suddenly had a feeling he knew what was coming.<\/i><\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“She’s there in Iraq. I’m sure I told you she went to the Academy. She’s a lieutenant–been in Iraq about six months. Naturally, when I heard you were in Iraq too, I thought . . . “<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Oh no you don’t. Keep me out of this, Mark. I’m not looking up your little sister . . . “<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Aren’t you even curious to meet her?”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“I’m more curious to know why you’re suddenly so anxious\u00a0for<\/u>\u00a0me to meet her–after six years of making sure I didn’t get anywhere near her.”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Hawk, I never did that–it just never worked out.”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Right. Well, I’m not interested.”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Come on Hawk. You have to help me out here.”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Here it comes, Hawk thought. Mark is finally getting to the point.<\/i>\u00a0“Why?”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0“Come on Hawk. She’s my baby sister, and I\u00a0need<\/u>\u00a0to know if she’s all right. She’s at Camp Taji, commander of a small Transportation outfit there.”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0He couldn’t picture Mark’s little sister as CO of a company of soldiers. Not the way Mark had always given the impression that he and his brothers had to look after her, protect her. He scrubbed his hand over his hair and let out a breath. “So?”<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Purchase Link:\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/b>Amazon.com<\/span><\/span><\/a><\/div>\n
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\"\"About <\/span><\/strong>D<\/span>. <\/span>K<\/span>. <\/span>Tayl<\/span>or<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u2019s retirement from the Air Force, they settled in Delaware. She moved to Pennsylvania in 2017.<\/p>\n

Always a writer, she began writing in earnest on the death of her husband in 2005. She published her first book, \u201cLoving What\u2019s Left,\u201d in July of 2018. \u201cTo Forgive the Past\u201d is her second book in \u201cThe Vail Family Series.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Note<\/b>:\u00a0 This book is #2 in “The Vail Family Series.”\u00a0 The first book is “Loving What’s Left,” and the third is “…And Face the Future,” (to be released end of March).<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
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