Winters’ Gift: A heart warming, feel good
romantic comedy.
‘I absolutely adored this book.
It gave me all the feels! A charming read full of warmth and heart.’ ***** Kim
the Bookworm
Bea Winters is in desperate need
of a fresh start. Being bullied at work is not her idea of fun and she
longs to follow her dream of becoming a published author. When an advert
appears in her local paper to work in a publishing house in the sleepy village
of Bloomsdale, it sounds too good to be true.
She strikes up an instant
friendship with gorgeous aspiring author, Eddie Richards and her dashing
millionaire boss Scott Summers
But all isn’t as it seems in the
sleepy village of Bloomsdale.
How does the local clairvoyant
know her name? Who does the little black dog that keeps appearing belong to and
why does she keep bumping into the mysterious Charlie?
As she starts to unravel the
truth, it seems that everyone in Bea’s life is keeping secrets.
An uplifting romantic comedy
that will warm your heart – perfect for fans of Cathy Bramley, Milly Johnson
and Carole Matthews.
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This is the first time Bea visits the gorgeous Bloomsdale.
Having made a decision to leave her current job she heads up to Yorkshire for a
job interview. Bloomsdale is loosely based on the village of Goathland, my mum
and late dad's favourite place to visit.
Turning on the Sat Nav she punched in the post code of The Angel
Arms before ignoring it completely until she was actually on the
motorway. Bea was feeling happy and positive, she wasn’t expecting to get
this job, wasn’t even sure she actually wanted to move away if she did, but it
was a good excuse for a short break.
The Sat Nav’s electronic voice told her to take the next exit
and she moved back to the inside lane after overtaking a rather slow lorry with
a precarious load of crates wobbling around. Bea concentrated hard, she
was always a little nervous when driving in new places.
She was now in Yorkshire, according to the sign she’d past a few
miles away. The landscape was breath taking, endless green fields, the
odd farmhouse and rolling hills made the long drive worthwhile. She had a
quick glance at the Sat Nav and saw she was now only a few miles away from her
destination.
The road had suddenly become very curvy and as it was a single
track Bea had slowed right down. She couldn’t see past the corners and
hoped she didn’t meet any vehicles coming the opposite way. After a
precarious ten minutes of almost crawling she came upon the most beautiful
village she had ever seen.
Pristine cottages with neat gardens lined the road, neighbours
chatting over low fences or mowing lawns completed the scene. Bea was so
used to living in the city that she’d forgotten what a country village looked
like.
She carried on along the road pulling into a car park as the Sat
Nav announced she had reached her destination. The Angel Arms was a large
Georgian building built in golden Yorkshire stone. It was three stories
high with an Oak wooden door in the middle, narrow rectangular windows and was
perfectly symmetrical even down to the chimneys at either end of the slate
roof.
Switching off the engine and grabbing her small suitcase from
the back seat she walked to the front door admiring the beautifully painted pub
sign hanging proudly on its wooden post. A glorious angel dressed in
white hovered above a perfect replica of the pub, endless moors dotted with
sheep in the background.
About Florence Keeling
Florence Keeling adopted for her pen-name her
Great Grandmother's name, chosen because of the shared birthday of April
Fool's Day. She is married with two teenage chidren. Born and
raised in Coventry, England she now lives just outside in Nuneaton.
Reflected Destinies is her first novel.
Florence Keeling also writes for children under the name of Lily
Mae Walters.
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