Hey, hi, hello! How are you? Good to see you! It’s time for another snippet from Learning to Love, and I’ll be switching to Will’s POV, so get ready to meet my hero! 🙂

Continuing from where we left off…

Will followed Pete around, like a fish out of water, for most of the afternoon. He’d been introduced to the principal and vice principals, the two classes of testosterone-laden teenage boys he’d soon be teaching three days a week, and a handful of other teachers they’d crossed paths with between periods. He couldn’t remember a single one of their names….

Other than Rebecca’s.

They’d known each other all of two minutes, exchanged fewer than a dozen words, but her name, her face, were permanently emblazoned in his brain.

“So you’re good to do football next week, then?” Pete asked as they locked up the equipment in the gym storage room.

Shaken from his reverie, Will nodded. “Absolutely. I still remember a lot of the drills from my glory days in high school.”

Here’s the blurb:

Rebecca Ledgerwood is a physical education teacher who’s ready to invest some sweat equity into a lasting romance. On a whim, she has her palm read before summer vacation ends, and she’s told she’s an old soul who’ll find happiness with a younger man.

William Whitney leaves an unfulfilling career to pursue teaching and gets placed at Rebecca’s school for his physical education practicum. He’s desperate to make a difference, convinced that the choices he made in the past contributed to his younger sister’s death. Kendal High School is nothing like the prep school he attended as a teenager, but he’s determined to make the most of his time there, especially if it makes Rebecca notice him.

Though they come from vastly different backgrounds, there’s an undeniable chemistry that sparks between the two. They resist, as they must, until his practicum ends, but when he’s offered a teaching position at his former prep school, will he take the easy way out, or fight for what’s right in front of him?

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Today, my beautiful grandmother is 96 years young! We’ve always been close, and our bond has only strengthened since Mom passed away. She’s wise, witty, and always willing to lend a hand or an ear. I feel blessed to have her in my life, and I hope she’s still around for years to come! Have some cake today and help me celebrate this incredible woman! 🙂


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