A SPARKLE OF SILVER
Georgia Coast Romance #1
by
LIZ JOHNSON
Date of Publication: October 16, 2018
Number of Pages: 368
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Millie Sullivan plays a 1920s-era guest during tours of a palatial estate on the shore of St. Simons Island, Georgia, where her great-grandmother was a real guest ninety years ago. When Millie learns of a lost diary that may contain the location of a hidden treasure on the estate and reveal the identity of her great-grandfather, she sets out to find the truth of her heritage—and the fortune she desperately needs. But it won’t be easy.
When security guard Ben Thornton discovers her snooping in the estate’s private library, he threatens to have her fired. Still, her story seems too ludicrous to be fiction, and her offer to split the treasure is too tempting to pass up.
Get ready for a romantic escapade through dark halls and dusty corners that will have you holding your breath and sighing with delight.
PRAISE FOR A SPARKLE OF SILVER:
“A mystery, a treasure hunt, and a split-time romance—all set within a beautiful chateau. What more could we want?”—Katherine Reay, author of Dear Mr. Knightley and A Portrait of Emily Price
“A charming romance about real people triumphing over real problems. Add in a dash of mystery, a treasure hunt, and old family secrets, and you have a story that will warm every corner of your heart.”—Victoria Bylin, award-winning author of Together with You
“Lovers of history will enjoy this treasure-seeking adventure through a historic estate, and readers will appreciate a story that turns up riches of the lasting kind.”—Denise Hunter, bestselling author of Honeysuckle Dreams
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CHAPTER ONE, PART ONE
OF A SPARKLE OF SILVER
BY LIZ JOHNSON
There were some things
Millie Sullivan would rather forget. The long gravel lane up to this home. The
drab interior walls that melted into sticky carpet and stained tile floors. The
fact that she could afford nothing better for the woman she loved most.
But every time she
stepped into her Grandma Joy’s room, Millie tried to be thankful her
grandmother could remember anything at all.
“Who are you?” Grandma
Joy squinted from across the small studio apartment, her hooded eyes suspicious
and the wrinkles at the corners of her mouth growing deeper. “I don’t know you.
What are you doing here? What do you want?”
Her breath caught in the
back of her throat, and Millie tried to recall what she’d done last time. What
had the doctor said? Speak in low tones, calming words.
“It’s all right.” She
held out her hands, palms up, an invitation. Taking two slow steps, she dipped
her chin and lowered her voice another half an octave. “You’re safe. You’re in
your home.”
“I know that. What do you
take me for?” Grandma Joy looked like she had half a mind to hop out of her
overstuffed rocker at such an offense. “I want to know who you are and what
you’re doing here.”
Fair question.
Try to use familiar words
and phrases.
“I’m Mil—Camilla.”
Grandma Joy’s eyes narrowed further, nearly disappearing beneath loose skin.
“Camilla?” Her tone held a hint of recognition.
Millie’s chin hitched, a
smile already spreading into place. “Yes, Camilla. I’m Robert’s daughter.”
“Robert?” Any sign of
clarity vanished, and her too-pink lips smacked together. “Never heard of him.”
Wrapping her arms across
her stomach, Millie nodded. “Okay.” But it wasn’t, not even a little bit.
Nearly everything she knew about her dad, she’d learned from his mother. And
today Grandma Joy couldn’t even remember him.
Her stomach heaved like a
boat on stormy waves. What if last time was the last time Grandma Joy
remembered her? What if last time was the last time she heard Grandma Joy’s
laugh? What if last time was the last time Grandma Joy kissed her forehead and
promised that all was well?
The back of her eyes
burned, and Millie pressed her hands over her face. Holding every muscle as
tight as she could, she forced a smile in place and held it there for three
seconds before meeting her grandma’s gaze again.
Yes, a smile. That’s what
she needed. Even if she didn’t feel it, Grandma Joy would see it. And even if
she didn’t recognize Millie’s smile specifically, well . . . everyone
appreciated a smile. Right?
The smile in question
trembled behind the cover of her hands, and Millie sucked in a quick breath
between pinched lips.
Remember. She just had to
remember. This woman—the one in the faded purple rocking chair—wasn’t the one
who had raised Millie. She wasn’t the one who had taken in her only grandchild
and provided for her every need. At best she was a facsimile.
But the only thing Millie
could do about it was paste a smile on her face and try to help her remember.
And pray that Grandma Joy would come back to her.
Please,
God. Let me have her a little longer.
Liz Johnson is the author of more than a dozen novels, including The Red Door Inn, Where Two Hearts Meet, and On Love’s Gentle Shore, as well as a New York Times bestselling novella and a handful of short stories. A marketing manager for a Christian film company, she makes her home in Phoenix, Arizona.
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***GIVEAWAY! GIVEAWAY! GIVEAWAY!***
GRAND PRIZE:
Print Copy of A Sparkle of Silver, a Tin of Georgia Peach Cookies,
a Handmade Wooden Treasure Box
SECOND PRIZE:
Print Copy + $25 B&N Gift Card
THIRD PRIZE:
Print Copy + $10 Starbucks Gift Card
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