Beneath the Steel Paperback
Beneath the Steel Paperback
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She sees the man of her dreams at a New Year’s Eve party. Only she’s engaged.
A literary journey beloved by readers who can relate to a life of faith while dealing with daily struggles and some other huge issues with grace, boldness, and honesty.
Joy and pain so polarizing, and yet the truth of the love of Christ swirled through it all. Thank you, Hazel, for the literary journey, I won’t soon forget it!"- L. Grotberg, Amazon Customer
Visionary and bakery owner, Rosemarie Hamill sees the man of her dreams at a New Year’s Eve party. Andrew Solberg lights up the room like sunshine on a summer day. But she's engaged to someone else. Almost.
Rosemarie quickly finds herself torn between her lean nonchalant cowboy, and dark hair, dark-eyed and most inquisitive chief deputy from the New Year’s Eve party. But Rosemarie is haunted by a shadowed past. She trusts no one with secrets, especially her son’s mental crisis.
When an opportunity arises to tour a cold war bunker, Rosemarie is excited to meet the people who purchased the relic. Exploring a piece of the past, she discovers the chief deputy from the New Year’s Eve among attendees at the weekend events.
And the bunker also hides a dark history...
Take a peek into Rosemarie's world...
In the hot kitchen of Celebrate You, my successful business, I turned up the volume on my mixed tape and cleaned up after last night’s baking.
The front doorbell jingled. I glanced at the clock. 6 a.m.
Victor was here. He said he would stop by for a coffee on his way to Home of Economy.
Starship’s “Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now” played as I wiped my hands on my apron. Caught up in eighties jams on the way to the front of the store, I sang, “…If this world runs out of lovers, we’ll still have each other…”
“Mannequin was a good movie.” Andrew Solberg stood in police uniform near the display case, studying the array of miniature cakes and cupcakes.
My face flushed. “I thought you were someone else.”
“You mean that warm welcome wasn’t for me?” He grinned. “I thought not.”
“I…did you…” I was ridiculously pleased to see him.
