Top of the morning glory muffin to you, my frens! Hope you’re all doing well. It’s time, once again, for a brand new snippet from Learning to Love!

Continuing from where we left off…

Releasing another outraged shriek, the teen burst through the washroom door, her whiskered friend right behind her.

After taking a steadying breath, Rebecca turned to Will again. His eyes searched her own as if trying to gauge whether she regretted the kiss. They both knew the answer.


And no. But the no couldn’t be discussed—not yet.

“I’ve got this covered,” she told him, fighting the urge to smooth out the rumples on his dress shirt, and the lines of worry on his face. “You’d better check on Berg and make sure things are okay in the gym.”

He nodded.

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?

Thanks so much for stopping by and be sure to visit the other Weekend Writing Warriors!

This time next week, I’ll be back at Dad’s place, celebrating his 70th birthday! He doesn’t know this yet, but I’m surprising him with a rainbow chip cake baked by yours truly. I bought hundreds of colourful sprinkles to make it even more pretty because that’s what every 70-year-old man wants, right? Right. Oh, I should mention that I’ve never baked a cake before. Pray for me, peeps. Enjoy the remainder of April, stay safe, and I’ll see ya next week! 🙂


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