Salve for Souls

Wednesday, December 4, 2019

WHAT SECRETS AWAIT?


What secrets have lovers hidden inside a forgotten locket, buried
in a crumbling wall, deep in the forest?
How might finding those secrets change Liz's life?
And threaten it too?
How so clues in the locket bring Liz
 to romance and a castle in the sun?

Find out in Love's Sweetest Revenge, Book 1 in the Castle in the Sun
 romantic-suspense series from MillerWords, and visit paradise in the process.

In Book 2, Love's Sweetest Deliverance, can Steve sneak past
Jack and his biker buddies to stop Liz and Carlos' wedding?
Find out more: 

In Book 3, Love's Sweetest Truth, more secrets come to light. 
Can Liz and Carlos' relationship survive the shocking truth?


Monday, October 28, 2019

DISCOVER YOUR HEAVENLY TREASURE

The Jewel of Discovery
Opening devotion in "Where Your Heart Meets God's" available on Amazon
For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." (Matthew 6:21, NKJV).
"
Treasure hunters hack through jungles, climb mountains and dive into oceans to uncover vast fortunes. Priceless works of art and valuable antiques have been discovered at yard sales, thrift stores and in dusty attics. But sometimes, treasure is found where we least expect, even when we are not looking for it.
I never imagined this could happen to me, especially on that ordinary winter afternoon in the foothills of Maryland's mountains, where our cozy home was tucked away. Like thousands of days before, I'd just prepared supper for our family of five, then sat at the kitchen table while I waited for my husband to return from work. Taking a moment to watch peaceful snow falling outside our picture window, I breathed-in the aroma of food simmering on the stove and listened to my children playing in another room.
Soon, I caught a welcome glimpse of Dan's car pulling into the driveway. Our front door opened and closed. After Dan stomped the snow from his shoes, his footsteps approached.
Entering the kitchen, he brushed my cheek with a kiss on which snowflakes lingered. He placed an old, clothbound book on the table.
"I stopped at a rummage sale and picked this up," he said. "It's the great Christian classic, Pilgrim's Progress written by John Bunyan, a preacher in 17th century England. The book is an allegory, which follows the central character, Christian's, journey through this life to the next. I thought you might want to read it."
Ever the bargain lover, Dan stood tall and smiled. "I bought this copy for only ten-cents."
After Dan went to greet the children, I opened the book and flipped through its yellowed pages. They gave off a musty smell, as if this classic work had been stored in an attic and forgotten for decades. Back then, I never imagined that I had just opened a door to an everlasting treasure of the heart. Nor could I have imagined that God has such a treasure prepared for me, or that every person has the same, if we will but believe.
This can be compared to a treasure chest overflowing with gold coins, rubies, diamonds, emeralds and so much more. The hinges squeal as we crack open the lid and peek inside.
Custom-made to each heart and individual calling, the jewels offer glimpses of realities that this world's trials and even the grave can never take away. The following pages offer steps in a thrilling journey that spans eternity. Will you come along to discover the wonders God has for you?
It all begins with a prayer, "Lord, open my eyes."

Let us extend our hearts and reach for the first jewel.

PEARL TO PONDER: What does "a treasure of the heart" mean to you?
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Thursday, June 13, 2019

FLY AWAY TO A CASTLE IN THE SUN


Her  husband had left with a twenty-something plaything and Liz hopes to forget her troubles in the beauty of the forest.
But bigger problems are watching and waiting.






How could this dangerous situation possibly lead to
a hidden locket filled with secrets, a castle in
paradise--and romance?





Find out more  in Love's Sweetest Revenge, Book 1
in the Castle in the Sun romantic-suspense series, published by MillerWords.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0785FWH5P/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_dp_U_x_WKI3EbXY53W

The outside word slips away to palm trees and paradise
as you read Love's Sweetest Deliverance, Book 2 in the series.

What secret might cast a cloud on Liz's sunny life with Carlos?
Find out in Love's Sweetest Truth, Book 3 in the series.


Tuesday, April 23, 2019

SNEAK PEEK:LOVE'S SWEETEST REVENGE: CHAPTER 1

Elizabeth Bertelli loved springtime in New York State, where she lived among pine-scented hills climbing toward the Adirondack Mountains, as if to the heavens. Wearing a jacket over relaxed jeans and a T-shirt, she stepped off the back porch to head out for her morning walk. Having left her phone and all communication behind, she felt unencumbered by life’s demands. She inhaled the country air, that even in April, caressed her face with remnants of winter’s chill.

Usually, Liz (as everyone called her) walked along the rural road with her friend, Rosa. But this
day, the singing birds and golden daffodils drew her toward the meadow and woods beyond her home. She thought of painting the scene. Although her art had sold and won awards, it had been far too long since she had picked up a paintbrush.

Pulling her jacket tighter, Liz wished she could leave her sorrows behind. Steve was gone and there was nothing she could do about it. Even the rugged beauty of the area, where he enjoyed hiking and fishing, could not keep him; nor could the rambling old farmhouse Steve’s wealthy parents had given them as a wedding gift.

He and Liz were only in their teens when she became pregnant with their twin sons. She gave birth to the boys at 15 and despite her youth, motherhood came as naturally as breathing. But marriage to Steve always felt like a bad fit, as if she were struggling to walk with tight shoes on the wrong feet. Still in her thirties, Liz felt unattractive and alone.

She couldn’t go home to her parents, since they had recently passed away. Liz recalled their anger when they discovered her pregnancy. They pressured her to have an abortion or give the baby up for adoption, rather than marry Steve.

We don’t like him. He’s selfish and immature and we will not be saddled with his responsibilities.

Liz dismissed their warnings. She was the accident her parents had in their late forties, when they never wanted children. She always felt like an intruder.

Steve and I love each other, she yelled. I’m not going to kill our baby and I won’t give it to strangers. If you try to make me, I’ll run away and you’ll never know your grandchild.

Seeing Liz’s determination, her parents relented and grudgingly accepted her pregnancy, but they never liked or accepted Steve.

In those early days, he would run his fingers through Liz’s flowing chocolate curls, compliment her golden-brown eyes, accentuated by a hint of makeup and call her his curvaceous cutie. But the chocolate curls had since been shorn and the warmth had faded from eyes that now reflected only sadness. Liz still had her curves; however, they had become a bit more rounded.

Toward the end of their marriage, Steve would not let her forget that. His icy blue eyes would view her with contempt, while his words stabbed at her heart. I wasted my youth on you. You’ve let yourself go. Look at you! I don’t even want you anymore.

Liz’s anger simmered. What right does he have to criticize my appearance? Steve’s no Adonis.
Though athletic and muscular when they married, he had packed on the pounds over the years.

I should have suspected something when he began exercising again and losing weight.
Even though Steve was generous with money after the divorce, Liz didn’t see how she could ever forgive him for his cheating. Her mind raged at the memory. How could I even think about him after he left me for that slut?

He and twenty-three-year-old Gloria Hamilton had met at a business convention in the Daytona Beach, Florida, hotel where she oversees social events. Steve had moved to Florida and they were now living together in an oceanfront condominium.

It gave Liz some satisfaction to shed her married name of Cavanaugh for her maiden name, recalling her Italian heritage. Even though her twin sons would always be Cavanaughs, to Liz, the name change was severing her connection to Steve for the way he had severed their marriage vows. The boys also were gone, only they to pursue education, careers and individual lives.
Liz’s heart always swelled with pride when she thought of her tall, lean sons. She could see Steve in their faces, but there was not a hint of his deceitful ways.

A recent law school graduate, Steve Jr. (Stevie) had graduated summa cum laude—the youngest in his class. After the prodigy breezed through his bar exam, he was quickly picked up by a law firm. Tony (named after Liz’s father, Antonio) followed in his father’s footsteps as a chef. He and his wife, Stephanie (Steph) managed a restaurant and had given Liz her only grandchild, Ashley. Each of Liz’s sons held an equal place in her heart.

However, the boys lived hundreds of miles away in the Washington D.C. area. That seemed so far, especially after Steve left. To Liz, that is how God seemed too, but also occupied with things far more important than herself, much like her late father, usually out of reach at the office or in front of the television.

When their sons were growing up, Liz and Steve brought them to church whenever they could, especially on Christmas and Easter. When her boys asked if she believed in God, Liz said “yes,” but her mind was filled with doubt.

These days it was just Liz and King, the young Rottweiler she had gotten for protection at the house, now too lonely and creaky. Thinking of her affectionate pet, she had to smile. Despite his menacing appearance and bark, Liz had often said if a burglar broke into the house, King would probably lick rather than bite. Liz guessed he was less aggressive because she had him neutered.

She looked toward the house, wondering if she should go back for him. But he was sleeping after recent surgery to correct elbow dysplasia, thankfully discovered early in his life. Deciding to let him rest, she continued on her way, occasionally pausing to admire the emerging grass and wildflowers, such as the dandelion-like coltsfoot and clusters of bluets.

As the house grew distant and the shadows of the woods began to creep over her, it struck Liz that in the twenty years she lived there, she had never ventured into the forest alone. An uneasy feeling invaded her thoughts—unseen eyes seemed to be watching.

Trying to put aside her fears, she continued toward the forest, where tall trees swayed against an azure sky. Birds fluttered among the branches, filling the air with their song.
At the edge of the woods, a cold breeze swept in. Liz hesitated, thinking she heard rustling in the brush. In spite of her misgivings, she pressed on.

I can do this. I don’t need any man to protect me, she thought, stepping onto the path Steve had kept clear.

Despite him being gone over a year, the path was still free of overgrowth. It followed one of the many old and often crumbling stone walls, winding through the woods of upstate New York. Most, like the wall on Liz’s property, stood about waist high.

The walls used to mark properties, she recalled Steve telling her in happier times. The stones that have withstood centuries of harsh winters and neglect, show the handiwork of old-time farmers.
Liz’s anger with Steve was never far away.

He’s probably cooking for his bimbo like he did for the boys and me; she fumed, wishing she could bash him over the head—or somewhere else—with one of those stones. This would also be for the wandering eye he had throughout their marriage, as well as his affinity for material Liz considered pornographic. She had confronted him about it, but he dismissed her concerns.

Photography and videos are just art forms. As an artist, you of all people should know that.
I hope your pornography’s enough for you, because that’s all you’re gonna get, Liz snarled, stomping out of the room.
Things were never the same for her after that. Good riddance to him!

Liz forced her thoughts back to the sights and sounds of the forest. She realized something had changed. The forest was quiet … too quiet. The wind had stilled. Birds were no longer singing. Liz paused, her eyes darting one way, then another. As a cloud moved over the sun, a sense of danger crept over the landscape.

Suddenly, a snapping twig shattered the stillness and a flock of birds launched into the sky, their chirping and flapping wings fading away. Then, a growl seemed to shake the ground beneath Liz.
She froze, almost afraid to breathe. Is this how it’s going to end for me?
Fear tingled up and down Liz’s spine as her eyes drifted to a clearing, where a black bear was sniffing
the air.

She saw two cubs, partly concealed by brush. Her heart pounded in her chest.
Steve’s warnings screamed across her mind. Bears have a keen sense of smell. If you see one, don’t try to run away. Back away slowly. Yell at the bear. Firmly tell it to leave. Get out of here! Especially beware of a mother bear with cubs.

Then, in one horrible moment, the bear charged in her direction. In a blind panic Liz also ran, forgetting everything Steve had told her. Though the episode lasted scarcely a minute, time seemed to move in slow motion.

Zigzagging between the trees, she hoped to lose or confuse the bear. However, she could hear it closing in, snapping branches, crunching on the forest floor.

Without thinking, Liz glanced briefly over her shoulder, taking her eyes from the path. In that instant, she tripped on an exposed root and fell, striking her head against the stone wall.
Immediately, the bear was over her. Liz could hear it sniffing and feel its breath, which despite her racing heart and an engulfing dizziness, overwhelmed her with the stench of rotting garbage.
A squealing from one of the cubs sounded in the distance.

While drifting into unconsciousness Liz remembered the Lord’s Prayer from childhood. “Our Father in heaven, Hallowed be your name.” (Matthew 6:9, NIV).

It seemed like only a minute or two later, she opened her eyes to see the stone wall beside her.
Her head throbbing, she realized she must have been face down in the dirt, because she could taste the grit in her mouth. At first she lay still, fearing the bear was nearby.
Maybe it’s best to play dead.

After a while, she gathered the courage to look around, relieved the bear was nowhere in sight. As the world came into focus, Liz saw the sun was bright in the sky, as if it were approaching the middle of the day.
I wonder how long I’ve been here.

Clutching her head, she felt blood in her hair. Then, balancing herself against the wall, she struggled to her feet, spitting out the dirt. As she stood, intermittently taking deep breaths and spewing more dirt, she caught a glimpse of a shiny object wedged between two stones in the wall.

Despite her heart pounding in her temples, she reached for the object and discovering it stuck, pulled it free. A tarnished silver locket and chain was soon in her hand. But consumed with pain and terrified the bear might still be near, she shoved the find into her pocket and stumbled home.

What will happen to Liz? Find out more in Love's Sweetest Revenge, published by MillerWords and available on Amazon.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0785FWH5P/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_dp_U_x_WKI3EbXY53W5N?fbclid=IwAR0Nw50bwJAPGaeXrKgRcp4oQwUUj0Zu4tgfWdFlPtYv6haYwIyOU09xEQ8

Saturday, January 19, 2019

YOU'VE GOT IT IN ALL THE RIGHT PLACES

Meet Carlos in Love's Sweetest Revenge, published by MillerWords.
Liz had put on a few pounds since giving birth to twins and her husband, Steve, would not let her forget. Before taking off with a twenty-something plaything, he rips Liz apart with his words.
"I wasted my youth on you. You've let yourself go. Look at you! I don't even want you anymore." Although an accomplished artist, it has been far too long since Liz has picked up her paintbrush. She feels stifled and unattractive.
The discovery of a hidden locket filled with secrets, leads Liz to Carlos, a handsome and accomplished international linguist, who has dined in the White House and flown aboard Air Force One. He pursues Liz and wants their relationship to move forward. He finds her attractive and desirable just as she is.
"You've got it in all the right places," he tells her.
But Carlos has wined and dined beautiful, bejeweled women at embassies and conciliates around the world. He has earned his reputation as a womanizer. Can Liz trust him? 
Answers unfold in Love's Sweetest Revenge, Book 1 in the Castle in the Sun
"You've got a fat butt," Liz's husband, Steve, tells her. Should
she believe him or Carlos, who finds her beautiful, just as she is?
romantic-suspense series, published by MillerWords. 







Find out in Love's Sweetest Revenge, Book 1 in the Castle in the Sun romantic-suspense series.

In Book 2, Love's Sweetest Deliverance, (right) Can Steve sneak past Jack and his biker buddies to stop Liz and Carlos' wedding?
In Book 3, Love's Sweetest Truth, Liz and Carlos
think their past was past, until they gst a surprise.

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