This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Lisa will be awarding a digital copy of Prodigal Son to 3 randomly drawn winners via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stop on the tour.
In the final installment of the Sister Christian Series, the Court has demanded a hearing regarding Hannah’s capacity. Hannah and Nick are falling deeper and deeper in love. Looking forward to a bright future together they begin planning their life together. A shadowy stranger from the past has set his sights on Hannah and her 3.5 million dollar trust fund. Is he really Rick MacNeill, the son Hannah thought died in the terrible fire at Saint Anne’s? Is he someone sinister? The last of the family secrets come to light in this roller coaster ride of suspense, love, betrayal, and faith.
Enjoy an Excerpt:
Walking up the front walk to the small house, Mason slid his key into the outer door, “A date with Spaulding, what’s next? You gonna let him and Jackson fight over you after school?” Once inside he threw his keys on the desk and then started sorting through the mail. “What the–? Geez, I hate junk mail.” He threw an envelope with the E*Trade logo on it into the trash still thinking of how his sister may be on the verge of having a better romantic life than he’d had in decades.
“Oh, no,” Hannah dove for it as though he’d tossed it into flames. “This . . .this. . .isn’t garbage.” She stuttered picking it up and dusting it off to hold out to him.
“I don’t have an E*Trade account.” Mason countered. “Of course it’s garbage.”
“Well, now, don’t be so hasty.”
“Hasty? What?” Hannah took him by the arm and led him over to the couch where she sat him down. “What’s going on, Hannah?”
Hannah was nervous and she didn’t quite know how to explain but she did her best. “I wanted to do something nice for you, to thank you for all you’ve done for me. So, well, here.” She handed him the envelope. “Open it.”
With somewhat of a sinking feeling Mason opened the envelope to find the check. “What the hell is this? Where did you get this money?”
“Don’t be angry.” Hannah got up and retrieved the motorcycle magazines she’d brought him while he was in the hospital from the desk. “I know you want a new bike and that’s exactly enough money for the one you picked out.” She gave him the magazines.
“You’re buying me. . .a motorcycle?” Mason was so stunned he found it very difficult to get the words from his head to his throat. “Are you serious?”
About the Author:Lisa Beth Darling is 49 years-old, lives in her hometown of New London, CT with her husband of 30 years, Roy and is mother to their two daughters. She is the author of more than fifteen novels along with several short stories and non-fiction books. When she’s not writing she likes to garden and is an avid movie buff.