Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Just Over the Horizon by Susan Rush




Is it possible for a traveling hospice nurse to find romance in a small southern town? After all, she is only passing through and needs to focus on her job. A job that requires compassion and dedication. She can't afford to have any distractions.

Since her grandmother's death, Sarah has been alone. No family. No friends. No distractions.
Just the way she likes it. Traveling from town to town is an adventure, meeting new people, exploring new places, but could her solitary life be growing lonely?

Much to her surprise, two vastly differing men compete for her attention in the small historic town of Camden, South Carolina. Nate, the adopted son of one of Sarah's patients, is a true
Southerner with a sarcastic wit and genuine warmth. On the other hand, Dr. Joseph Thornton is a caring oncologist who is known as the best catch in the state. Who could say no to his Hollywood smile and emerald eyes?

No distractions. This has been her goal as a hospice nurse. But distractions is exactly what she gets. Will she be tempted to put down roots in the small town?

It's a good thing Sarah's eccentric Nana left her a mysterious box. Nana's gift provides the guidance and comfort Sarah desperately needs as she faces heart­wrenching trials. Not only does she have the stress of caring for the dying, she has to visit patients in the ghetto. What dangers await a beautiful young nurse making home visits at night?

Enduring sadness and trauma, Sarah's childhood faith is shattered. She tries desperately to hold onto Nana's godly legacy, but it is slipping away. When a bizarre stranger appears at her door with devastating news about Nana's past, can her cherished box continue to provide answers and deepen her faith or will Sarah realize her life has been based on nothing but lies?



“Bet that Nate’s back with your car.” Looking out the window, Mae Bell beamed with pride. “Sure ’nough. Nothin’ my boy can’t fix.”

Nate stepped into the house and removed his ball cap, revealing his straight, dark blonde hair. “Here are your keys, Sarah.  There’s a little damage I want to show you. It might be a good idea for me to follow you to the main road to make sure you make it out okay. That drive is still real slick.” Turning toward Coach, he added, “I’ll get on that as soon it dries out. I should’ve done it last week.”

Mae Belle spoke up. “Now Nate, with all that work you doin’ over in Charlotte, you know we don’t ‘spect you to keep taking care of this ole’ place.”

“I’ve got plenty of time. I don’t start the big renovation for a few weeks.”

“Well y’all better get out of here before it starts storming again. Here Nate, I got you some dumplins for the road.” Nate bent down and kissed Mae Belle on the cheek and then patted Coach on the shoulder. “I’ll see you in a few days. Call if you need anything.”

Sarah hugged Mae Belle and bent down to say her goodbyes to Coach and was surprised when he gave her a kiss on the cheek.  Nate opened the door for Sarah and followed her to her car.





Susan grew up in Charlotte, NC and has a psychology degree from Furman University and masters in social work from the University of South Carolina. She jokes that God didn't lead her to a career in hospice; He took her kicking and screaming the whole way. Now passionate about end­of­life care, she has worked with hospice for more than twenty years. She loves sharing about God's redemptive love and grace during life's most challenging struggles. Susan presently serves as a hospice director and lives in Columbia, SC with her husband and three children. Her whole family is fluent in sarcasm and on any given day, you can find them bantering away.



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