I Have a Story by Colleen L. Donnelly 💕 Book Tour, Exclusive Excerpt and $15 Gift Card Giveaway 💕(Historical Romance)

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Chastity is an anomaly, a misfit in pre-WWII culture as well as in Jim’s life...

Jim Turner writes crime but doesn’t live it. He respects his grandfather’s tales of heroes but doesn’t believe them. When his failing grandfather sends him to a remote peninsula to write the end of his own heroic love story, Jim includes a war criminal interview to maintain his edge.

Chastity is an anomaly, a misfit in pre-WWII culture as well as in Jim’s life. Her spritely charm and endearing features turn Jim’s world upside down, especially when she reveals his grandfather’s peninsula as the site of her upcoming wedding.

Do good journalists flee when their interviewee is murdered? Do heroes write fiancés out of another’s story and themselves in? “The End” become the hardest words for Jim to write.

Author's Note: Boy meets Girl. Three is always a crowd.

“Good. Let’s go then. Shale Lake isn’t far. We will take our bicycles. Mine and Dwayne’s, but go to the newspaper first.”

I imagined a bicycle too short for me as she led me to an out-of-the-way place beneath the side balcony…or I hoped it would be too short. Tall and lanky, I envisioned myself towering over her missing fiancé.

“We can lower the seat on Dwayne’s bicycle if you need to.” She eyed me up and down. “You are tall, but he is really tall.”

I tried not to gasp at a seat Dwayne surely had custom made, the post it sat on longer than any I had ever seen. “This should suit me just fine,” I lied. What was this guy? A grandaddy longlegs?

Chastity’s bicycle was the picture of her and her living arrangement—flowers, a large pink basket on the handlebars, its paint job irregular splotches of color. She grinned and rang its bell as I struggled to throw a leg over Dwayne’s seat without toppling over.

Once I’d straddled the middle bar, I stood and pumped the whole way in spite of Chastity’s insistence I sit and coast whenever possible. Rather than admit Dwayne’s legs were longer than mine, I assured her I preferred my upright position. And vowed to myself to add a character no one liked to my next novel. A hoodlum named Stick who wouldn’t live longer than a chapter.

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Colleen L Donnelly put her science education to use for years and then put it behind her to pursue other passions. Her first love is writing and her second is hunting—hunting for that next good story, hunting for relics and antiques, hunting for the next good author to read. An avid believer in work hard/play hard, Colleen splits her time between indoors and out, always busy at something.