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SummaryBecky Miller follows the misadventures of a mom who dreams of doing Big Things for God.
In Symphony of Secrets, a professional flautist tries to figure out who is sabotaging the orchestra. Stepping in Sunlight chronicles a navy wife's struggle to overcome the aftereffects of witnessing a violent crime while her husband is deployed. StatsGenre: Adult contemporary fiction of various types: humor (Becky Miller), cozy mystery (Symphony) and women's fiction (Sunlight)
Series length: Becky Miller has two books; Symphony and Sunlight are both standalones. Violence: Very light Magic/Supernatural: None Romance: Light married romance in Becky Miller and Sunlight. Light romance in Symphony of Secrets. Christian/spiritual element: Strong explicit Christian elements exploring what it means to live the life of faith Recommendation: Moms dealing with the craziness of life (Becky Miller) , readers struggling to re-enter "normal" after a difficult event (Stepping into Sunlight), and musicians looking for a light, entertaining read (Symphony of Secrets). |
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A subtle change in air pressure was my only warning. One millisecond later, a foot flew out of the darkness toward my head. I backflipped out of range and reached for my sword. The honed blade flickered in the starlight. Determination raced through me as air rushed in my lungs. My family had guarded the imperial treasure for generations. I wouldn't allow this attacker to get past me to the palace. .. ..."Mommy! Cookies now." I snapped out of my daydream. Three-year-old Kelsey grabbed my sweater and hung on. All my clothes tended to list to the right these days, having been tugged relentlessly by my preschooler. |
The Secret Life of Becky Miller (Becky Miller, Book 1)
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The pulsing siren of a French police car shattered my ability to reason. Pure instinct took over. I had to get away. With a sharp crank of my steering wheel, I reversed into a spin, nearly impaling a bus with my mini Cooper. Gears ground as I tore away down the narrow streets of Paris... ..."Dust swirled as the minivan skidded to a sudden stop. "Mommy!" Kelsey screamed from the backseat. My fingers loosened their death grip on the wheel. "Sorry, honey. There was a squirrel." |
Renovating Becky Miller (Becky Miller, Book 2)
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On Monday, I uncovered a drug ring in South Minneapolis. On Tuesday, I spotted a felony theft at a country club in Edina. On Wednesday, I overheard plans for industrial espionage while staking out the back room of a workshop in St. Paul. On Thursday, my daughter blew all my cases out of the water. No, my daughter isn't a defense attorney; she's a hopelessly practical girl with no imagination. |
Symphony of Secrets
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Terror in the supermarket. It sounded like a ridiculous headline from one of the tabloids on the rack near the checkout lane. Yet the only name for the pounding in my chest was that melodramatic word. Terror. |
Stepping into Sunlight
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