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Christy Award finalist Bethany Turner captivated readers with her witty debut novel, The Secret Life of Sarah Hollenbeck. Now she ramps up the romance once again in Wooing Cadie McCaffrey.
Cadie McCaffrey and her boyfriend Will are victims of a storybook romance grown cold. With no prospects of a proposal in sight, Cadie believes it is time to let him go before life passes her by. When a misunderstanding leads to a mistake, leaving her hurt, disappointed, and full of regret, she finally sends him packing.
But Will pulls out all the romantic stops in an effort to win her back. With the dubious guidance of his former pro-athlete work friends and tactics drawn from Cadie’s favorite romantic comedies, Will is determined to figure out how he can be the man Cadie wanted him to be. It’s a foolproof plan. What could possibly go wrong?
Anyone who enjoys a good romance or binges romantic comedies on Netflix will devour this delightful story. Bethany Turner has a gift of dealing with thorny issues with wit, humor, and empathy that is sure to appeal to readers’ hearts.
I’ve been trying to single out my best summer memory from childhood, but I haven’t been having much luck. For about ten seconds that worried me. Do I not have any great summer memories? Well, I quickly ruled out that possibility. Summer meant time away from school. Summer meant trips to my grandparents’ house, about four hours away, and I loved being there. My birthday is even in the summer! Ooh! Maybe that’s it. This summer I’ll turn forty. Is that the point when you lose the ability to differentiate one childhood memory from another? And then I started thinking of a million family experiences that I don’t actually remember, but I sometimes feel as if I do. Do you have “memories” like that? I’ve seen all the photos and heard all the stories so many times that I can see it all as if I were there. And I was. But I was one year old.
Can it just be, I wonder, that I have so many good memories—not to mention a fond remembrance of my childhood in general—that it’s nearly impossible to sort out all the joy and happiness and laughter and love, and narrow it down to one memory? Yes. I have no doubt that’s the case, and I feel abundantly blessed that’s the case.
But that also sounds like a cop-out, so here is one quick, wonderful memory. My grandfather and I were buddies. Big time. He had a Commodore 64 computer and approximately a gazillion games on floppy disks (which, honest to goodness, I’m realizing for the first time right now as I write this, he probably somehow pirated…) and whenever we visited, he and I played games nearly non-stop. One of the best memories I have is playing the Commodore 64 Barbie game with my grandfather. In the game, Barbie would get a call from Ken, inviting her to join him for a picnic, or dinner, or at the beach, or my personal favorite, the prom. Regardless of the invitation, Barbie would respond, “Sounds like fun. See you in an hour!” (Only Barbie can prepare for an impromptu prom in an hour or less.) Then you would drive Barbie around town in her convertible. You picked out her clothes, her shoes, her hairstyle…but you had to get her home and ready for Ken within the hour (which was actually about five minutes). And this, my friends, is where the treasured memories really begin. Because my grandfather and I were mischievous. We loved making Barbie miss her date. There would be a note from Ken on the door if you were more than one minute late because Ken waits for no woman! But he would call again immediately, invite Barbie to something else, and it would all begin again.
But there was one thing we loved even more than making Barbie miss her date. Our favorite thing in the entire world was getting Barbie ready for the wrong event. Picture it, if you will. Barbie in a ball gown and a sweeping updo…at the beach. Barbie in a bikini and pigtails…at the prom. The possibilities were endless! (Okay, it was the mid-80’s. The technology didn’t actually allow for endless possibilities…) Over the course of years, we never got tired of tormenting poor Barbie. And now, more than thirty years later, that is cemented as one of my most treasured memories.
Bethany Turner is the award-winning author of The Secret Life of Sarah Hollenbeck and the director of administration for Rock Springs Church in southwest Colorado. A former bank executive and a three-time cancer survivor (all before she turned 35), Bethany knows that when God has plans for your life, it doesn’t matter what anyone else has to say. Because of that, she’s chosen to follow his call to write. She lives with her husband and their two sons in Colorado, where she writes for a new generation of readers who crave fiction that tackles the thorny issues of life with humor and insight.