Now that sheâs healed...can she heal him?
Armed with a clean bill of health, ER doctor April Sprader is ready to check off items on her bucket list. After meeting Zach Harrison, number fourâstart datingâshoots to the top. But the workaholic sports agent and caregiver has no spare time. Unless April can persuade Zach that this could be a second chance for them both...
SYNDI POWELL started writing stories when she was young and has made it a lifelong pursuit. Sheâs been reading Mills & Boon romance novels since she was in her teens and is thrilled to be on the Mills & Boon team. She loves to connect with readers on Twitter, @syndipowell, or on her Facebook author page, Facebook.com/syndipowellauthor.
ISBN: 978-1-474-08090-3
HEALING HEARTS
© 2018 Cynthia Powell
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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âYou look beautiful.â Zach smiled.
âWhy are you saying that to me?â
âBecause itâs true?â
April looked into his eyes. âWhy did you come here tonight?â
Nothing like being direct. Zach took a step closer to her. âThe thing is, Iâve tried not to think about you, but itâs impossible. So I am officially giving up. I came here tonight because I wanted to be near you. To spend time with you and see if this is the worst idea Iâve ever had.â
âAnd what idea would that be?â
âWould you like to go out for dinner sometime?â There. Heâd asked her. Maybe the invitation wasnât as eloquent as heâd hoped it would be, but it was out there now. And it was up to her to accept it. Or reject it, but he wasnât going to think about that.
âWhy?â
Okay, well, that wasnât the response heâd hoped for. âWhy not? Isnât there something on that second-chance list we could cross off together?â
Dear Reader,
I hope youâve been enjoying Hope Center Stories as much as I have. Three different women on three different breast cancer journeys, but all of them strong survivors.
Itâs funny because though all three women are so different from one other, they each represent part of my own cancer story. In the first book, Sherri expressed my own thoughts and fears at the time I was diagnosed. With Aprilâs story, I was able to explore my own second-chance list of what I wanted to do after I was well again. Some of her items that she wants to check off are similar to those I had, but havenât completed as of yet. I need more of my inner April to come out and play!
This story is also about those caretakers who give up pieces of their lives to help family members. I was privileged enough to be caretaker to my dad before he passed away in 2008. I remember at times feeling so overwhelmed by his care that I called my mom to tell her I couldnât do it anymore. I couldnât watch as he faded away day after day. Yet looking back on it now, I wouldnât trade that time with him for anything. I grew closer to my dad and cherish those small moments we shared. While Zach might not yet appreciate his own struggles with caring for his mom, I hope to show that caretakers are indeed special and blessed.
Thank you for passing along these stories to family and friends. We are always stronger together!