When You Make It Home by Claire Ashby

Meg Michaels, a bookstore owner, has already walked away from two cheating exes. She’s learned her lesson and has her mind set on success—until she gets knocked up. Embarrassed and unwilling to discuss her situation with friends and family, she wears layers to hide the pregnancy. When Meg gets sick at a party, she’s mortified. Even worse, Theo Taylor, the guest of honor, discovers her secret. Theo, an Army medic wounded in the war, agrees not to reveal her condition, and the two forge a bond of friendship that blossoms into love. Theo is soon filling all of Meg’s late-night cravings—and not just the pregnancy-induced ones. But can their love overcome all the obstacles that stand between them and creating a happy family?








Claire Ashby was born and raised in the heart of Atlanta. At a young age, she began keeping journals and over time embellished the details of her quiet days. Eventually, she let go of reality altogether and delved completely into the world of fiction.

When she’s not reading or writing, she spends her time watching extreme survival shows and taking long walks after nightfall. She has an unnatural love of high places, but still regrets the time she skydived solo. She believes some things are better left to the imagination. She resides in Austin with her family and a pack of wild dogs.




Something from from the author
Puzzled
I’ve always enjoyed assembling puzzles. I love the sound of dumping a box of puzzle pieces on a table, the feel of spreading the pieces out and flipping them picture side up.
When I was a kid, I’d put the same puzzle together over and over, trying to beat my time. Then I’d get bored, and I’d turn over the pieces to see if I could put it together without seeing the picture.
My children share my love of puzzles. We used to do them as a family, but not anymore, to my disappointment. I’ll walk by and ask if they want my help and they’ll say no, but I’ll grab a piece, real quick, and put it in anyway.
I have to confess, not that long ago my daughter was working on a 500-piece puzzle. She went to bed after completing half, and I quickly put the rest together. I knew she’d be disappointed, but I couldn’t stop myself. I admired the completed puzzle, and then randomly removed half the pieces, spreading them around the table, so she wouldn’t know the difference.
For me, writing a novel is like working on a puzzle. Once I get the edge pieces together, I fill in the middle. I can’t stop myself once I start. I’ll finish and sometimes I realize I went too far and need to back up, take some pieces out. Did I lose any pieces along the way? You can’t tell for sure until you’re done. The biggest surprise with writing though is the finished project never looks like how I imagined it at the beginning.






 

1 comment:

  1. I love this cover, so bright and it gives you the warm fuzzies w/the mommy love going on! =)

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