Injured in a debilitating accident at age six, Ethan Searle believes women eye him with a mixture of pity and disdain. He’s tried love before. He won’t again. He meets his match in a precocious two-year old who loves him despite his disability, even while her mother seems bothered by everything about Ethan.
Autumn Reader escaped her abusive marriage with her beautiful daughter and a stack of fear. She can’t make the mistake of trusting a man again. Autumn’s daughter becomes enraptured by Ethan. Despite Autumn’s best intentions, she finds herself following her daughter’s example. When her ex-husband reappears, threatening everyone she loves if she won’t submit to his demands, Autumn has to learn to trust or lose her chance at real love.
“Characters to fall in love with, action to keep you turning pages, and the most adorable little girl ever, The Broken Path is a compelling tale of strength and trust, courage and heart. I truly enjoyed this book.” – Maria Hoagland, Author of Family Size
"The Broken Path is sweet romance with heart, suspense, and plenty of story twists that kept me turning pages. Add in a romantic hero with a cane, a struggling single mom, and an adorable little girl and this book has it all!" --Heather Justesen, author of The Switch
- Special Excerpt -
“Oh, no.” Autumn shook her head in embarrassment, realizing how difficult the movement must have been for him. “No, let me hold it for you.”
The look in his eyes told her she’d humiliated him.
“Please,” that wonderful voice rumbled with an almost reproachful tone. “Allow me.”
Ouch. “Uh, sorry.”
That obviously didn’t help. Her apology only made the situation more uncomfortable. His grip on the door tightened until his knuckles lost their pink tinge. His dark eyebrows slanted together, echoing the frown on his lips.
“Thank you.” Autumn broke eye contact and rushed through the door, wishing she could explain she hadn’t meant to offend him. Brittan stared over her shoulder, apparently enthralled by the man’s awkward movements.
“Hi,” Brittan called out to him, breaking her uncharacteristic silence.
Autumn slowed her steps, waiting for him to move alongside her. She prayed her precocious child wouldn’t say anything to embarrass either of them.
“Hi,” he said.“What’s your name?”
Autumn risked another glance at his tan face. With his attention focused on Brittan, he didn’t appear to notice her scrutiny.
“B-r-i-t-t-a-n, Brittan,” she called out. “You name?” Brittan jabbed a finger in his direction.
His smile softened his features. Autumn’s breath caught in her throat. Wow. She self-consciously touched herhair, making sure the short locks were flipped just right.
“Ethan,” he responded warmly to the little girl, not even noticing Autumn.
“Effan,” Brittan yelled. “Effan.”
“Shhh,” Autumn said. “We’re in the church, honey.”
“Sowwy.” Brittan didn’t sound repentant as she continued grinning at Ethan. He returned the smile, winking at her as if he understood how it felt to be reprimanded.
Autumn couldn’t stop herself from gawking at him. His handsome face and strong body demanded admiration. She’d almost forgotten about his right leg, left foot, and the braces. The only reason she remembered was her altered pace to walk alongside him.
Ethan caught her staring. His look of reprimand forced Autumn to swivel her eyes to the wall. She felt the need to explain herself.
“I’m sorry if I offended you by opening the door. I didn’t mean...”
He waved her off. “I’m used to it. People assume because my legs don’t work properly I’m only half a man.”
Could he really believe that? Oh, heavens, if only he knew. To her, he was twice any man she’d seen. “But, I don’t think...” She tried to explain.
“Don’t worry about it,” Ethan interrupted.