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by Holly Jacobs


  Hayden stopped, tried to harness the emotions that were welling up inside of her. “I want to thank you all for being a part of our story … a part of our family. Thank you for celebrating this day, celebrating love, with us.”

  Dear Reader:

  Thank you so much for picking up Briar Hill Road. I hope you enjoyed this story that’s so near and dear to my heart. If you did, please consider leaving a review to help others find it.

  Bio:

  Award-winning author Holly Jacobs has three million books in print. The first novel in her Everything But . . . series, Everything But a Groom, was named one of 2008’s Best Romances by Booklist, and her books have been honored with many other accolades. She lives in Erie, Pennsylvania, with her husband and four children and two dogs, Ethel Merman and Ella Fitzgerald. You can visit her at http://www.HollyJacobs.com.

  If you enjoyed Briar Hill Road, read

  Same Time Next Summer

  Prologue

  “CARO. CARO, COME ON.”

  Twelve-year-old Carolyn Kendal threw open the cottage door and ran out onto the porch. The force of the wind took her breath away.

  She looked out at Lake Erie. The wind had whipped it into a frenzy, pounding wave after wave onto the shore.

  Stephan Foster, her best friend each summer, was on his family’s porch, waving at her.

  Caro tugged at the leg of her swimsuit. The suit didn’t fit as well as it had when she’d arrived with her mom and dad at their Heritage Bay, Ohio, summer-home last month. She smiled as she continued pulling it into place. Normally, she didn’t like things to change but she was pleased that she’d finally started growing. For two years she’d been lamenting her lack of height, certain she’d never get any taller than four feet eleven.

  She glanced down at her chest and hoped that if she was growing taller, she’d also start growing out, but truly, she didn’t feel very optimistic. Optimistic was her word of the week. She liked the way it felt as it rolled off her tongue.

  Optimistic.

  It seemed like such a happy word. And on days like this, when the beach was this perfect, it was the right word to describe herself. She was optimistic.

  “Caro.” Stephan’s voice was laced with exasperation. “Come on. We haven’t had a day like this all summer.”

  He was now down on the beach, waiting for her.

  “Caro,” he called again, louder, more impatient.

  And though she knew they were getting too old for this game, there was a comfort in it. She might be starting seventh grade in September, but this was familiar and hadn’t changed. She stopped pulling at her yellow suit, quit playing with words and ran to him. Her bare feet made a slapping noise on the cement walkway then quieted as soon as she reached the rocky sand.

  “Here comes one.” Stephan stood poised, ready to run.

  Caro got ready, too. She extended her right leg, bending at the knee, waiting for just the right moment. She knew from years of experience, it was all about the right moment. Too soon, too late … either would ruin the run.

  “Go.” Stephan sprinted forward and she followed on his heels.

  The wind whipped the marshmallow-puffy clouds across the sky. Pushing. Pushing. The clouds bumped into the sun high over head. That was the moment that signaled they could start

  They ran between the rocky cliff and Lake Erie, on the small swatch of pebbly sand, chasing the edge of the sun’s shadow.

  Sometimes, if the breeze was lazy enough, they would catch it. But on days like today, when the wind really kicked up, they never did. But it didn’t matter. The joy was in the chase.

  “We lost it.” Caro stopped, panting for air.

  “There will be another shadow in a few minutes.” Stephan, a year older than she was, had the weight of that extra twelve-month’s wisdom. This time he nodded sagely, his summer-long hair flopping onto his forehead, and added, “Yep, everything always changes. We just have to wait, catch our breath, ’cause there’s always another shadow.”

  Everything always changes. There’s always another shadow, she thought.

  Other Holly Jacobs Books

  Romance and Romantic Comedy Single Titles

  Just One Thing

  Same Time Next Summer

  Not Precisely Pregnant

  Can’t Find NoBODY

  Hung Up On You

  I Waxed My Legs for This?

  Her Second-Chance Family

  PTA Moms Trilogy

  Book 1 Once Upon a Thanksgiving

  Books 2 Once Upon a Christmas

  Book 3 Once Upon a Valentine’s

  Words of the Heart series

  Book 1 Carry Her Heart

  Book 2 These Three Words

  Book 3 Hold Her Heart

  Cupid Falls series

  Book 1 Christmas in Cupid Falls

  Book 2 A Simple Heart: A Cupid Falls Novella

  Dear Fairy Godmother … series

  Book 1 Mad About Max

  Book 2 Magic for Joy

  Book 3 Miracles for Nick

  Book 4 Fairly Human

  Everything But … series

  Book 1 Everything But a Groom

  Book 2 Everything But a Bride

  Book 3 Everything But a Wedding

  Book 4 Everything But a Christmas Eve

  Book 5 Everything But a Mother

  Book 6 Everything But a Dog

  Maid in L.A. Mystery series

  Book 1 Steamed

  Book 2 Dusted

  Book 3 Spruced Up

  Book 4 Swept Up

  Perry Square series (A Holly Jacobs Classic)

  Book 1 Do You Hear What I Hear?

  Book 2 A Day Late and a Bride Short

  Book 3 Dad Today, Groom Tomorrow

  Book 4 Be My Baby

  Book 5 Once Upon a Princess

  Book 6 Once Upon a Prince

  Book 7 Once Upon a King

  Book 8 Here With Me

  WLVH Series:

  Book 1 Pickup Lines

  Book 2 Lovehandles

  Book 2 Night Calls

  Book 3 Laugh Lines

  Whedon Series

  Book 1 Unexpected Gifts

  Book 2 A One-of-a-Kind Family

  Book 3 Homecoming Day

  Book 4 A Father’s Name

  Valley Ridge Series

  Book 1 You Are Invited …

  Book 2 April Showers

  Book 3 A Walk Down the Aisle

  Book 4 A Valley Ridge Christmas

  Short Stories and Novellas

  Able to Love Again

  The Book

  Labor Day

  There He Was

  13 Weeks

  Bosom Buddies

  Cinderella Wore Tennis Shoes

  Nothing But … Short Story Series:

  Book 1 Nothing But Love

  Book 2 Nothing But Heart

  Book 3 Nothing But Luck

  Love all the books? Try a bundle or boxset!

  Short Stories for the Overworked and Under-Read Anthology

  Maid in L.A. Mysteries Bundle

 

 

 


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