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      Suddenly a Daddy

      Jesse Campbell’s determined to forget his past. He’s moving to a dude ranch in Arizona to start getting his act together. Parenthood isn’t part of the picture—until Jesse meets the son he didn’t know he had. Now Jesse has some new goals: learning to be a good father—and a good man. The kind of man Eva Hubrecht, his boss’s daughter, can trust. He knows Eva isn’t happy about Jesse and Timmy coming to the Lost Dutchman Ranch, but the little boy soon starts to win her heart. Jesse can only hope that with time and patience, this rancher’s daughter will find room in her life for him, too.

      The Rancher’s Daughters: Sisters find hope, love and redemption in the Arizona desert.

      “You’ve never seen a woman weaving?” Eva asked.

      Jesse shook his head. “This is what you do in your spare time?”

      “Every moment I can find.”

      In his world, his old world, the women he’d hung around used their spare time to party. Suddenly, something he’d not felt in a long time rose up in him, a longing for the type of life he’d only seen on the Hallmark Channel.

      Not his world.

      To keep from looking at Eva, he walked over to the bookshelves and browsed the titles.

      “You know, you might want to talk to my sister Elise about Timmy. She’s a social worker over near Two Mules, Arizona.”

      “Never heard of it.”

      “It’s small, smaller than Apache Creek. It’s just a community of people trying to survive, and, according to my sister, most of them messing up.”

      “Messing up,” he echoed. “Is that why I need to talk to her?”

      Eva looked at him, her cheeks coloring.

      “No, of course not. Elise deals with a lot of little kids who’ve had tough times. School starts next month. We need to find out if he can talk.”

      Jesse noticed two things then. One, though Timmy was asleep under the table again, he wasn’t sucking his thumb. Two, Eva had said we.

      We?

      PAMELA TRACY is an award-winning author who lives with her husband (…the inspiration for most of her heroes) and son (…the interference for most of her writing time). Since 1999, she has published more than twenty-five books and sold more than a million copies. She’s a past RITA® Award finalist and past winner of the Christian Fiction Writers’ book of the year award.

      Finally a Hero

      Pamela Tracy

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      If anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation;

      the old has gone, the new has come.

      —2 Corinthians 5:17

      To those who have learned to rise above

      their circumstances, forge a new path,

      and make a difference to the next generation.

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       Introduction

       About the Author

       Title Page

       Bible Verse

       Dedication

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Chapter Thirteen

       Chapter Fourteen

       Chapter Fifteen

       Chapter Sixteen

       Chapter Seventeen

       Dear Reader

       Extract

       Copyright

      The only thing Jesse Campbell wanted, as he stepped out of the enclosure and through the back gate of Florence State Prison, was to leave the premises, to watch the prison disappear from view, and to enjoy the sweet smell of freedom.

      Forever.

      Reality, however, always made its presence known.

      “See you soon,” said the prison guard escorting him. Five years in Florence State Prison had taught Jesse quite a bit about the system, especially when it came to the guards who played a game called “How Long Before This One Returns.”

      Jesse looked the man straight in the eye, something not done on the inside, and shook his head. “Not a chance.”

      Perspiration, tasting faintly of salt, beaded on Jesse’s upper lip. The air crackled with the dryness that only a 110-degree July Arizona afternoon could provide. And as for the exhilaration that came with freedom, it disappeared before it got a toehold when Jesse looked down the walkway to the parking lot. Mike Hamm, the prison


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