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Brides And Blessings
Molly Noble Bull
FROM MOVIE STAR…TO A PASTOR'S WIFE?Actress Suzann Condry took on a tough role when she traded lives with her twin sister, Holly. Suzann needed to get away from Hollywood…and Holly believed Suzann might find both peace and faith in charming Oak Valley.Anything can happen when twin sisters trade lives!Could Suzann convince everyone she was the sweet church librarian? Especially Josh Gallagher, the handsome assistant pastor who looked like a rugged rancher. Suzann feared he suspected her…until he asked for a date. She soon dreamed of an "ordinary" life as Josh's wife. But would Josh still love her once he learned her true identity?
Table of Contents
Cover Page (#u6c9d5e08-7842-543d-833b-5b30b923fc69)
Expert (#u2e252e04-1f05-55bb-86b9-48057c99dc17)
About the Author (#ud920bb51-995b-5067-93d0-0a58465890fa)
Title Page (#uff1bab82-c469-58da-89ab-3a9673afc9d7)
Epigraph (#u3c25a9e3-8ce4-5da3-8bbb-d6c741134055)
Dedication (#u3b61124d-d918-51ed-8da7-2224ae70b96b)
Chapter One (#u6032b648-8f50-5745-b7d9-92739e378e48)
Chapter Two (#uaa67c738-d16e-5f72-bfac-6ad16513dc44)
Chapter Three (#u6fe195bc-f78c-5aa1-b218-d5d9462b0f77)
Chapter Four (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Epilogue (#litres_trial_promo)
Dear Reader (#litres_trial_promo)
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“Everybody thinks you’re perfect
for the job,”
Josh assured her.
“Who’s everybody?” Suzann demanded to know.
He counted with his fingers. “Well, there’s me…and…” A mischievous grin appeared on his handsome face and he touched his second finger. “Then there’s me, of course, and there’s…”
“You?” She laughed softly. “I think I get the picture.” Suzann shook her head. “Josh Gallagher, you’re impossible.”
“Impossible?”
He gazed down at her, the tender light in his sky blue eyes reminding Suzann of the brief kiss they’d just shared at her doorstep.
Her smile faded and she looked away.
“Nothing’s impossible,” he said quietly. “You just have to go after what you think God wants for your life.”
MOLLY NOBLE BULL
A lifelong Texan, Molly Noble Bull is married and the mother of three grown sons, Bret, Burt and Bren. She and her husband, Charlie, also have three preschool grandchildren and are hoping for many more. They own a home in the Texas hill country, but currently live in Victoria, Texas.
Both her father and her maternal grandfather were ranch managers, meaning they were real-for-sure Texas cowboys, and all three of her sons are involved in cattle ranching today. Molly spent part of her childhood on a sixty-thousand-acre, south Texas cattle ranch. When she writes about cowboys like Josh Gallagher, her hero in Brides and Blessings, she is writing from personal experience.
Besides her writing, Molly is involved in Christian causes and is interested in Bible prophecy. She also helped form three Internet loops for Christian women who write romance novels. She encourages readers to write to her in care of Love Inspired/Steeple Hill, 300 East 42nd Street, Sixth Floor, New York, New York 10017.
Brides and Blessings
Molly Noble Bull
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within
me, bless His holy name.
—Psalms 103:1
To my three grandchildren—
Bethanny, Dillard and Hailey Bull,
and to my critique partner, Kathryn King Brocato.
But to God give the glory.
Chapter One (#ulink_d5f20117-a194-508b-ba64-45c72dc2a708)
It was now or never.
Either Suzann Condry exchanged identities with her twin sister within the next ten minutes. Or she flew back to California and forgot the whole idea.
The morning sun streamed through the east window of the rustic living room. Suzann drummed her fingers on the arm of the tan leather couch. When her sister came up with the idea, it had seemed like the perfect solution to Suzann’s problems. But actually going through with the deception produced unsettling feelings that she hadn’t anticipated.
Suzann gazed at her twin sister, seated beside her. “Thank you again, Holly, for agreeing to meet me. Taking a two-week vacation from your job in order to be here couldn’t have been easy to manage.”
Holly’s smile beamed softness and serenity. “Mother always said that at the time of my adoption, she learned that I had a twin sister somewhere. I just didn’t know how to find you until you phoned me from L.A. It was icing on the cake to discover you’re also famous.”
“I wish I’d known about you,” Suzann said, “but I didn’t know a thing until I found my original birth certificate after Mom died. But I mentioned that, didn’t I?” Suzann shook her head, hoping to clear her mind. “I’m more stressed than I realized.”
“That makes two of us.”
The plan sounded simple enough. Suzann would become Holly Harmon. Holly would become Suzann Condry—former child movie star, actress, model, national icon.
For the first time in her life, Suzann would be free of glamour, fans and glitz. A new identity, no matter how brief, would also give her a means of escaping an unhappy relationship, and the clutches of the paparazzi.
But had the past two weeks with Holly in an isolated cabin in the Texas hill country been long enough? Did she know her sister well enough to swap lives with her?
Everything happened quickly. One minute Suzann was going through her mother’s things after the funeral, the next she was phoning her agent, telling him she was adopted and asking him to hire a private detective to search for her birth parents. Mike phoned a reliable detective agency the next day and signed on one of their investigators to handle the case.
Discovering that she was the daughter of an unwed, teenage mother was surprising. She practically fell out of her chair on learning that she had an identical twin sister.
Once she got Holly on the phone, the sisters set up the get-acquainted meeting at the cabin. At their first face-to-face, it was Holly who suggested that they switch lives, perhaps because Suzann had shared how depressed she’d been lately. Suzann’s actor boyfriend, Greer Fraser, had dumped her for another movie actress, and her heartbreak had been smeared all over the tabloids.
At first, the mere idea of assuming her sister’s identity shocked Suzann. To begin with, such a disguise would never work. Suzann’s face and figure had been on movie screens, in magazines, and on television since she was in diapers.
Holly attempted to convince her sister that she would look different without that heavy makeup she constantly wore in California. When Suzann finally saw how much Holly looked like her with makeup, she was persuaded to give the madcap idea a try. Still, even at this late date, she had doubts.
Suzann squinted at the autumn-kissed hills beyond the east window. They couldn’t have found a more beautiful setting for their scheme.
Holly’s transformation still amazed her. Bleachedblond hair, carefully applied makeup, and a designer outfit hid her sister’s true identity. But no amount of makeup could hide Holly’s winsome smile or the wide-eyed innocence of her chocolate-brown eyes.
Holly peered at Suzann questioningly. “I’m doing the innocent stare thing again, aren’t I?”
“Really, Holly, I think you look great. Still, you’re going to have to keep working if you hope to look like Suzann Condry.”
Holly bit her lower lip. “I’m trying, really.”
“I know you are. You know you really are a dead ringer for me,” Suzann said, hoping to encourage her sister. “In fact at the moment, you look more like me than I do.”
Holly laughed nervously. “A lot has happened in two weeks, hasn’t it? I think letting your hair go back to its natural color and the black-rimmed glasses add just the right touch. Now, if I can ever get used to these contacts, I guess I’ll be all set”
Holly was warm and tenderhearted. She was also naive. Was Suzann expecting more of her sister than Holly could give?
Absently, Suzann curled a lock of her long, dark auburn hair around her forefinger. “Do you think we can pull this off?”
“I certainly do.”
“Then I think we can too,” Suzann said with feigned optimism. “You know, I’ve dreamed of this.”
“Dreamed of what?”
“A normal life.” Suzann smiled thoughtfully. “I’ve been in the limelight since before my second birthday. This will be my first opportunity ever to live like normal people do, and I owe it all to you.”
“Think of it this way—you’re giving me the chance to wear designer clothes and live in a mansion in the California hills. What more could I want?”
“How ‘bout your life back?”
“I’ll get it back in six months,” Holly said. “That’s soon enough for me. Still, I’m unsure how to play a movie star.”
“At least you won’t have to do any acting,” Suzann said. “Playing a church librarian in Oak Valley, Texas, might be the hardest role I’ve ever taken on.”
Holly shrugged. “The only acting I’ve ever done was a role in a church musical.”
“You’ll do fine,” Suzann said. “And remember, Mike will be right there to help you out, anytime you need him.” Suzann smiled. “Mike McDowell’s a sweetheart. And the best agent I know. But don’t let all that charm fool you. I’m paying him big bucks to show you the ropes in California.”
“I’ll try to remember.”
Suzann wanted to kick herself for reminding her sister that she paid Mike to be nice to Holly.
“I’m sorry,” Suzann said beseechingly. “I shouldn’t have said that. Sometimes I can be pretty thoughtless, I guess. But I never meant to hurt your feelings.”
“You haven’t.”
Suzann feared that she had. Something was bothering Holly.
“Tact is seldom necessary in Hollywood,” Suzann explained. “In the future, I’ll try to remember I’m not in Tinsel Town anymore.”
“I’ll try to remind myself that I’m not me anymore,” Holly said. “I’m you now.”
“And I’m you.” Suzann tried to make her voice sound perky and inspiring. “Doesn’t this sound exciting?”
“Yes,” Holly said under her breath. “Yes, it does.”
Suzann’s upbeat comment hadn’t lifted her sister’s spirits. She wondered what would.
“You hinted that you have a secret crush on the youth director at your church. What did you say his name was?”
“Josh Gallagher.” Holly laughed self-consciously. “Some of the women in my Sunday School class call him Sir Gallagher-had.”
“I believe there was once a famous knight by that name.”
“So I heard.” A trace of a smile still lingered in Holly’s eyes. “And for your information, I never said I had a crush on him. Josh doesn’t know I’m alive. I said he was good-looking. Probably every single woman in the church noticed that.”
