Zusatztext The tragedy of widowhood dampens the joy of new motherhood! but the faithfulness of God brings Haley the possibility of a whole new life in an unexpected way. Somebody Like You takes you on an emotional journey to witness the bravery of a widow in the face of impossible circumstances. Beth Vogt has written a book you will not soon forget. Informationen zum Autor Beth K. Vogt is a nonfiction writer who said she'd never write fiction. After saying she'd never marry a doctor or anyone in the military, she is now happily married to a former Air Force family physician. Beth believes God's best is often behind the door marked never. An established magazine writer and editor, she now writes inspirational contemporary romance because she believes there is more to happily ever after than the fairy tales tell us. Klappentext In this beautifully rendered, affecting novel, a young widow's world is shattered when she meets her late husband's identical twinand finds herself caught between honoring her husband's memory and falling in love with his reflection.Haley's three-year marriage to Sam, an army medic, ends tragically when he's killed in Afghanistan. Her attempts to create a new life for herself are ambushed when she arrives home one eveningand finds her husband waiting for her. Did the military make an unimaginable mistake when they told her Sam was killed? Too late to make things right with his estranged twin brother, Stephen discovers Sam never told Haley about him. As Haley and Stephen navigate their fragile relation­ship, they are inexorably drawn to each other. How can they honor the memory of a man whose death brought them togetherand whose ghost could drive them apart? Somebody Like You is a beautifully rendered, affecting novel, reminding us that while we can't change the past, we have the choice to change the future and start anew.Somebody Like You two JANUARY 2013 This conversation wasn't going to be easy. Haley pulled off the faded fatigue-patterned ball cap, twisting it in her hands as she approached the front counter of the gun club. Thick arms crossed over his barrel chest, her boss chatted with Frank, a club regular. Wes, I need to talk to you The man wrapped up his conversation with a gravelly laugh before clapping the guy on his back and focusing on her. There a problem, Hal? A glass display case separated them, filled with two shelves of handgunsranging from .32 caliber to 9mmthat members could rent for use on the range or purchase. I need to talk to you about taking maternity leave. Now? Wes stopped prepping to count up the day's take. I thought the baby wasn't due for a few more months. Not until April. She scuffed the faded patch of carpet with the toe of her brown cowboy boot. But I need to get off the range. What's bothering you? Wes dumped his unlit cigar in a spotless ceramic ashtray. Haley twisted one of the strands of hair that had slipped free from her ponytail. One of the women in the gun safety class asked if it was safe for a pregnant woman to be on the range. Is that all? He dismissed her concern with a wave of his beefy hand. Of course it's safe. We have the best ventilation system in town. But what about the noise? I hadn't even thought about that. Repositioning the hat on her head, she rubbed the palms of her hands along the front of her sweatpants. I wear stuff to protect my eyes and earsbut it's not like I can soundproof my belly. I haven't read a lot of the information online, but I do know unborn babies hear sounds. So what are you telling me? You want to quit because your baby might be...

8220;The tragedy of widowhood dampens the joy of new motherhood, but the faithfulness of God brings Haley the possibility of a whole new life in an unexpected way. Somebody Like You takes you on an emotional journey to witness the bravery of a widow in the face of impossible circumstances. Beth Vogt has written a book you will not soon forget.”

Autorentext

Beth K. Vogt is a nonfiction writer who said she’d never write fiction. After saying she’d never marry a doctor or anyone in the military, she is now happily married to a former Air Force family physician. Beth believes God’s best is often behind the door marked “never.” An established magazine writer and editor, she now writes inspirational contemporary romance because she believes there is more to happily ever after than the fairy tales tell us.

Klappentext

In this beautifully rendered, affecting novel, a young widow’s world is shattered when she meets her late husband’s identical twin—and finds herself caught between honoring her husband’s memory and falling in love with his reflection.

Haley’s three-year marriage to Sam, an army medic, ends tragically when he’s killed in Afghanistan. Her attempts to create a new life for herself are ambushed when she arrives home one evening—and finds her husband waiting for her. Did the military make an unimaginable mistake when they told her Sam was killed?

Too late to make things right with his estranged twin brother, Stephen discovers Sam never told Haley about him. As Haley and Stephen navigate their fragile relation­ship, they are inexorably drawn to each other. How can they honor the memory of a man whose death brought them together—and whose ghost could drive them apart?

Somebody Like You is a beautifully rendered, affecting novel, reminding us that while we can’t change the past, we have the choice to change the future and start anew.

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Somebody Like You

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JANUARY 2013

This conversation wasn’t going to be easy.

Haley pulled off the faded fatigue-patterned ball cap, twisting it in her hands as she approached the front counter of the gun club. Thick arms crossed over his barrel chest, her boss chatted with Frank, a club regular.

“Wes, I need to talk to you—”

The man wrapped up his conversation with a gravelly laugh before clapping the guy on his back and focusing on her. “There a problem, Hal?”

A glass display case separated them, filled with two shelves of handguns—ranging from .32 caliber to 9mm—that members could rent for use on the range or purchase. “I need to talk to you about taking maternity leave.”

“Now?” Wes stopped prepping to count up the day’s take. “I thought the baby wasn’t due for a few more months.”

“Not until April.” She scuffed the faded patch of carpet with the toe of her brown cowboy boot. “But I need to get off the range.”

“What’s bothering you?” Wes dumped his unlit cigar in a spotless ceramic ashtray.

Haley twisted one of the strands of hair that had slipped free from her ponytail. “One of the women in the gun safety class asked if it was safe for a pregnant woman to be on the range.”

“Is that all?” He dismissed her concern with a wave of his beefy hand. “Of course it’s safe. We have the best ventilation system in town.”

“But what about the noise? I hadn’t even thought about that.” Repositioning the hat on her head, she rubbed the palms of her hands along the front of her sweatpants. “I wear stuff to protect my eyes and ears—but it’s not like I can soundproof my belly. I haven’t read a lot of the information online, but I do know unborn babies hear sounds.”

“So what are you telling me? You want to quit because your baby might be bothered by the noise?”

“I didn’t say quit. But maybe . . . a leave of absence? Just to be safe?”

“You know I’m short-staffed as it is, Hal. Who am I going to get to teach your classes?”

“How ab…