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These Healing Hills Guest Post

  Genre: Historical Romance / Christian
Publisher: Revell
Date of Publication: September 5, 2017
Number of Pages: 368
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Bestselling Author Transports Readers to the Appalachian Mountains for Adventure and Healing

Packed with history, These Healing Hills by bestselling author Ann H. Gabhart introduces readers to the fascinating and difficult life of frontier nursing.

When the soldier Francine Howard planned to marry after WWII writes to tell her he is in love with a woman in England, Francine is devastated and in need of a change. She seeks a fresh start in the Appalachian Mountains, training to be a nurse midwife for the Frontier Nursing Services.

It is in these mountains that Francine crosses paths with Ben Locke, a soldier still very much suffering from the horrors of war. With his future shrouded in as much mist as his beloved mountains, he’s at a loss when it comes to envisioning what’s next for his life.

While Francine and Ben find they are from completely different worlds and possess very different values, they both learn that things don’t always go the way we plan. Ann H. Gabhart invites readers to witness the healing power of love and step forward to tantalizing new possibilities. 
Praise for These Healing Hills:
“Reading These Healing Hills is like wrapping up in a beloved quilt and stepping back in time. Ann H. Gabhart captures a fascinating slice of Appalachian history in this tale of a mountain midwife and a soldier, bringing it to life as only a native Kentuckian can. Poignant and romantic, witty and wise, with enduring spiritual truths, this is my favorite novel of hers to date.”
—Laura Frantz, author of A Moonbow Night

“What a wonderful story! Filled with true-to-life characters (including some four-footed ones) and fascinating historical details, These Healing Hills is a beautifully written, heartwarming story of life in the Appalachian Mountains at the end of the Second World War. Ann Gabhart combines vivid descriptions, meticulous research, and a deep understanding of the human heart to create a story that will linger in readers’ memories long after the last page is turned. This is a book to savor, not just once, but over and over. A true keeper.”
—Amanda Cabot, bestselling author of A Stolen Heart

“Ann H. Gabhart delivers a rich tale set in Kentucky’s Appalachian Mountains at the close of World War II. Francine buries the painful loss of the man she loves beneath the difficult work of a frontier nurse-midwife. The mountain people touch a place deep in her heart, and she gladly sacrifices the life she always wanted in order to serve them. But can she ever be truly happy among the hills and hollows where modern medicine often gives way to ancient folk cures? These Healing Hills is a fascinating and beautifully crafted story that I highly recommend.”
—Virginia Smith, bestselling author of The Amish Widower

“You are sure to enjoy this endearing story of love lost and found in the enchanting hills of Kentucky.”
—Jan Watson, author of the Troublesome Creek series
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Photo of Services at the Pentecostal Church of God. Lejunior, Harlan County, Kentucky in September 1946
(This work is in the public domain in the United States because it is a work prepared by an officer or employee of the United States Government as part of that person’s official dutiesunder the terms of Title 17, Chapter 1, Section 105 of the US Code.)
The Accent on Mountain Speak
by Ann H. Gabhart

Have you ever had somebody tell you that you speak with an accent? Maybe they even guessed where you were from by the way you talked. I’ve had that happen to me when I don’t think I have that much of an accent. Certainly not the Southern drawl you hear farther south in Mississippi or to the west in Texas or the very different accent you might hear from a Bostonian. But I suppose I do talk Kentucky country. One of the definitions of accent in the Merriam Webster dictionary is “a way of speaking typical of a particular group of people and especially of the natives or residents of a region.”

When I decided to write a story set in the Kentucky Appalachian Mountains, I knew for sure the people there had a distinctive accent, but until I started researching the area, I didn’t know they had so many colorful expressions or different ways to describe common things. I was fortunate to already have in my possession The Wolfpen Notebooks, A Record of Appalachian Life by James Still. While Still didn’t grow up in the mountains, he came to the mountains as a young man and spent over fifty years there listening to and celebrating the mountain people in his stories. He jotted down anything he overheard that seemed unique to the region and eventually compiled those sayings into the book I bought from him at a book fair. So, all these years later, after he and many of the speakers he recorded have passed on, I got to eavesdrop on the mountain people talking to one another and get a feel for the mountain vernacular as I began getting to know my mountain characters in These Healing Hills.
To add color to my story and make my Appalachian characters come to life, I let them use many unusual expressions you might have heard in the hills back in 1945, the time period of my story. My mountain people spoke of the “edge of dark” when talking about night falling. If they wanted to get out and start early on a job or to go someplace, they needed to get a “soon start.” If they had no horse available and had to walk somewhere, they went “shanks-mare.” Their vegetable gardens were “sass patches” and the vegetables “sass.” Perhaps one of the more unusual expressions was to say someone was “killed” when they were only wounded. That last oftentimes had a way of confusing the Frontier Nurse midwives when someone would show up at their clinics asking them to hurry to treat someone who had been “killed.” If the nurse said they couldn’t help, then the person fetching them would say they didn’t mean the person was “killed dead.”
When I brought my character, Fran Howard, to the mountains from the city to go to the Frontier Nursing Midwifery School in Hyden, Kentucky, I let her appreciate the mountain vernacular and the mountain ways. Of course, to the mountain folk, she was the one with an accent and different ways. City ways. One of the first unique expressions she heard was that she was one of Mary Breckinridge’s “brought-in” women there to learn to “catch babies.” Mary Breckinridge was the founder of the Frontier Nursing Service and she did bring in nurse midwives from all over with many of the early midwives from England before she established the midwifery school in Hyden in 1939. You can imagine what the Kentucky mountaineers thought about the nurses’ English accents.
We all like to hear what people say and how they say it. That is true in our everyday lives, and just as true when we’re reading a novel. How a character talks and what he or she says is especially important in helping a fictional person spring to life off the pages of a book and become real in the imagination of a reader. So finding a character’s distinctive voice can add richness to a story.
Salting the mountain speak throughout my story helped add a little extra seasoning to the atmosphere of the story and the dialogue of my characters. Fran found the language of the mountain folks poetic and I hope readers will feel the same while reading These Healing Hills.

Ann H. Gabhart is the bestselling author of several Shaker novels—The Outsider, The Believer, The Seeker, The Blessed, and The Gifted—as well as Angel Sister, Small Town Girl, Love Comes Home, Words Spoken True, and The Heart of Hollyhill series. She lives with her husband a mile from where she was born in rural Kentucky. 
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Cimarron Creek Trilogy #1


Genre: Historical Romance / Christian

Publisher: Revell / Baker Publishing Group

Date of Publication: March, 2017

Number of Pages: 352

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“Endearing characters, a tender love story, and intriguing mystery all work together to make Amanda Cabot’s A Stolen Heart a compelling and enjoyable read.”—Margaret Brownley, author of Left at the Altar

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Bestselling author Amanda Cabot takes readers back in time to the 1880s Texas Hill Country in her new historical romance novel, A Stolen Heart. This is the first book in a brand-new series packed with tension, mystery, and a tender love story that readers won’t soon forget.

Cimarron Creek seemed like an idyllic Texas town. But as soon as former schoolteacher Lydia Crawford stepped onto its dusty streets, she noticed a deep-seated resentment of Northerners—like her.

That won’t get Lydia down, though. She looks forward to the day when she reunites with her fiancé—until she discovers her fiancé has disappeared without a trace and has left behind a pregnant wife. The handsome Cimarron Creek sheriff urges Lydia to trust him, but she is having a hard time trusting anyone in a town where secrets and suspense prevail.

Cabot weaves an elegant tale of pure love amidst heartache. With an absorbing plot and engaging characters, A Stolen Heart is a springtime showstopper fit for every historical romance reader.



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Trouble was coming. Travis Whitfield could feel it in the air as he strode toward the mercantile. The stagecoach was due in ten minutes. As it did each weekday, it would bring mail. Today it would also bring Travis’s father, the source of the impending trouble.

Travis tried not to frown, but the fact was, with Pa in Austin, this last month had been more peaceful than any he could recall since the town had asked him to wear the sheriff’s badge. Wasn’t that a sad commentary? Though he wasn’t satisfied with Doc’s verdict that Sheriff Allen’s death had been an accident and though a man had gone missing, Travis was calling it a peaceful month.

The peace was about to end. Dorcas’s latest letter had warned him that not even the sight of his first grandchild had mellowed Pa’s temper. He was still telling anyone who’d listen—and even those who wouldn’t—that his son had no business accepting the appointment as Cimarron Creek’s sheriff when he was already serving the town as a lawyer. Never mind that Travis was doing both. Once Pa stepped off the stagecoach, he’d start haranguing him again.

Tipping his hat to a woman whose overflowing bag indicated she’d found several garments to her liking at the dressmaker’s shop, Travis had to admit there were days when he agreed with Pa. He’d known being sheriff wouldn’t be easy, but it had proven to be more difficult than he’d expected. For a town of barely a hundred and sixty, Cimarron Creek seemed to have more than its share of problems.

Travis looked down the street. Perhaps he was prejudiced, but he believed his grandfather and great-uncles had chosen wisely when they’d laid out the town. They’d insisted that trees be cut only if absolutely necessary, with the result that the stores on Main Street were shaded by live oaks. He’d seen other towns where residents had to contend with the blazing sun, and the sheriffs of those towns had admitted that tempers frequently flared when the mercury rose.

Travis couldn’t blame heat for the latest problem. It hadn’t been hot the night the town’s newest resident had disappeared. There hadn’t even been a full moon. Some folks—his own father among them—claimed mischief was more likely when the moon was full. That hadn’t been the case last week. No heat, no moon, just one missing man.

Opal Ellis wasn’t going to be happy that Travis had nothing new to report, but it wasn’t for lack of trying. When his own search had turned up no clues to the whereabouts of Opal’s missing husband, Travis had sent telegrams to the sheriffs of all the surrounding towns. They’d had no more success than he had.

“Howdy, Sheriff.”

Travis nodded at the trio of schoolboys lounging against the one empty store on Main Street. With school over for the summer and crops not ready for harvest, they had little to occupy their time. Fortunately, they hadn’t gotten into trouble. Not yet. But they would. Remembering his own boyhood shenanigans, Travis knew that was inevitable. He only hoped the antics wouldn’t be too serious and that no one would ask him to intervene. He had enough work already, with the missing Edgar Ellis on top of his list.

Travis didn’t like unsolved mysteries. That was the reason he’d asked for his cousins’ opinions. The three of them had been playing horseshoes in Porter’s yard when he’d brought up the subject. As he’d expected, neither man was reticent about expressing his beliefs. What he hadn’t expected was that the men who were as close to him as brothers had disagreed.

Porter claimed Edgar had left town of his own volition once he’d learned he was going to be a father.

“Babies are a lot of work,” he declared. “I ought to know.” As the youngest of what some townspeople called the Three Musketeers but the only one who was married and had a child, Porter liked to boast about his status.

Wrinkling his nose as if he were tired of listening to his brother’s tales of fatherhood, Warner disagreed with Porter’s assessment. Instead, he speculated Edgar had been run out of town—or worse—by someone still fighting the war. If Pa had been in Cimarron Creek at the time, he might have been Warner’s primary suspect, but Pa was in Austin, making Dorcas’s life miserable.

Though he’d done everything he could, Travis had no idea where Opal’s husband had gone. As much as he wished it were otherwise, that was one mystery he was unlikely to solve today or anytime soon.

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Amanda Cabot is the bestselling author of At Bluebonnet Lake, In Firefly Valley, and On Lone Star Trail, as well as the Texas Dreams series, the Westward Winds series, and Christmas Roses. Her books have been finalists for the ACFW Carol Awards and the Booksellers’ Best. She lives in Wyoming.





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