Tamera Alexander

Just as hundreds of brushstrokes comprised a finished canvas, people were made up of a lifetime of experiences, both good and bad.…

— Tamera Alexander

“Settled on the carriage seat, Olivia drew in a deep breath, the first in what felt like five years. she knew it…

— Tamera Alexander

“I know for certain there are a couple of pieces of wood in the barn back at Carnton. Enough for a child’s…

— Tamera Alexander

“Mama, how come Captain Winston’s hair can touch his collar and mine can’t?” Jake eyed her, wondering how she was going to…

— Tamera Alexander

“Mornin’, Captain Winston!” Tempy grinned. “Oh, Andrew. Look at your hair! So handsome!” Andrew smiled and ducked his head. “Mama did it.”…

— Tamera Alexander

“Is . . . everything proceeding as it should? With . . . the baby?” The smile in her eyes deepened. “Yes,…

— Tamera Alexander

“My train! This is the train Papa promised me!” He pulled a little red engine from the branches of the tree. “And…

— Tamera Alexander

“Is . . . everything proceeding as it should? With . . . the baby?” The smile in her eyes deepened. “Yes,…

— Tamera Alexander

“Jake,” she whispered. “I’ve been doing a lot of thinking since yesterday and—” She looked down. “I think it was a mistake.…

— Tamera Alexander

“She smiled up at him, her precise expression inscrutable in the shadows, and Jake found his gaze drawn to the inviting curve…

— Tamera Alexander

“She looked for Andrew but couldn’t find him. So she searched through the crowd of neighbors and hired help until she spotted…

— Tamera Alexander