I feel like forgiveness is easy. Once you get past the anger, you are able to forgive the person who hurt you. But forgetting is harder.
I have a memory like an elephant. I can tell you things about my childhood which still haunt me today. My ex used to tell me that I would bring up everything he did wrong during our fights because I remembered them all.
Christina Rhoads' latest release shows just how challenging forgiveness and forgetting is to get over. Elise has valid reasons for being angry at Corbin. She's moved on though and put him from her mind, hoping to never face him again. But fate has a way of messing up good plans. Elise must find a way to let the past go if she has any hopes of finding love.
This book is the second in the Bear Creek Ranch series and is filled with gripping emotion and heartbreak... in addition to hot cowboys!
“Elsie?” the dust settled, and she took a deep breath, gathering her anger around her. Carefully, trying not to let her limp show, she turned toward the now famous natural horsemanship trainer. The Lakota cowboy, Corbin Darkhorse, and the very first man she had ever loved, stood watching her. He was even more handsome than she remembered: dark hair, dark eyes, with long-fingered hands weathered by the sun and wind. She swallowed a mouthful of dirty words and wondered why he had to be here, on this day, as she picked up her mustang for the competition.
Forgiveness had never been one of Elsie Rosewood’s strengths, and Corbin could see she hadn’t changed over the last ten years. In fact, she looked as wild, angry and stubborn as the mustang pacing in the corral behind her. His mind filled abruptly with the old image of Elsie’s face bloodied, as a previous wild horse threw her to the ground and trampled her limp body. Ten years was a long time to run, and Corbin knew if he ever wanted to have peace, and the trust of the only woman he’d ever loved, then he would have to prove how much he had changed.
The only thing standing in the way of a once- in-a-lifetime love is a Mustang Training Competition, $100,000, and a past neither forgotten nor forgiven.
EXCERPT: (A sneak peek at how they met)
“I’m Corbin Darkhorse.”
She had looked at him, her eyebrows drawn together before she took his hand. She said simply, “Elsie.”
“Can I buy you dinner?” He had exactly $22.11 in his pocket and he had hoped to make it last until tomorrow night where he planned to win the jackpot at the competition. At nineteen years old, he was living the dream of many young horse trainers on the show circuit, but he was also very broke.
“I have twenty horses to feed and groom tonight,” she said in way of an answer.
“I’ll help,” he replied, even though he too had training horses to care for and tack to clean for the show tomorrow. He knew at that moment he would stay up all night and do all her chores if she would just have one meal with him.
She seemed to be weighing his offer as they walked back toward the rows of stalls. The sounds of horses calling to each other and the chatter from clusters of clients heading off to dinner dropped away, Corbin watched her face as they made their way through the melee of the backgrounds of a horse show. She had serious eyes with a generous mouth that tipped up in the corners, lending her face a quiet softness.
She stopped and faced him; her dark, arching brows drew together once more. He noticed that she had a smudge of dust running from her cheekbone to her left ear. He resisted the urge to brush it away with his thumb.
“Okay. You can take me to dinner.”
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