Barbara jean hicks biography definition
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Restoration and Romance - eBook
Welcome to a Place Where Love Abides. Experience the splendor of love with four sweet romances–each one the story of hearts and homes renewed–authored by some of the leading names in Christian romance fiction.
The Queen of the World and the Handyman by Barbara Jean Hicks
Incensed by town gossip about Gran-Marie and her hired hand, Chloe Burnett determines to protect her grandmother’s reputation at all costs, even if it means posing as the cocky handyman’s fiancé! But a near-tragedy reveals that nothing is as it seems to be–including the pretend engagement that no longer feels pretend.
Beside the Still Waters by Barbara A. Curtis
Interior designer K.C. McKenzie wants to restore her late husband’s family farmhouse, as well as her memories. But the new owner, Chicago architect Raleigh Kincaid, refuses to sell. When he enters a restoration contest, however, Raleigh finds that he needs K.C.–in m
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Restoration & Romance
Welcome to a Place Where Love Abides. Experience the splendor of love with four sweet romances–each one the story of hearts and homes renewed–authored bygd some of the leading names in Christian romance fiction.
The Queen of the World and the Handyman bygd Barbara jean Hicks
Incensed by town gossip about Gran-Marie and her hired hand, Chloe Burnett determines to skydda her grandmother’s reputation at all costs, even if it means posing as the cocky handyman’s fiancé! But a near-tragedy reveals that ingenting is as it seems to be–including the pretend engagement that no längre feels pretend.
Beside the Still Waters by Barbara A. Curtis
Interior designer K.C. McKenzie wants to restore her late husband’s family farmhouse, as well as her memories. But the new owner, Chicago architect Raleigh Kincaid, refuses to sell. When he enters a restoration contest, however, Raleigh finds that he needs K.C.–in more ways t
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Barbara Jean Hicks, Children’s Book Author
The Making of a Queen
Just how did a kid who spent her early childhood curled up with the latest Nancy Drew—or outdoors building tree forts and playing kick-the-can—end up a tiara-wearing queen?
I didn’t grow up in a palace, that’s for sure. It wasn’t exactly a shoe, but for a lot of years I was one of seven kids spilling out the doors and windows of a tiny two-bedroom, one-bath house in Ferndale, Washington.
But… I had a mom and dad who treated their children royally. They loved and respected each of us as unique individuals. They honored learning, collected books, and read to us every day—the funny papers, adventure stories, poetry, the dictionary, encyclopedia entries.
Mom and Dad took us on road trips to see the country and visit a slew of aunts, uncles, cousins, and our Grandma Lizzie Lou, who was a born storyteller. They took us to Sunday school, where we learned (and memorized) the beautiful English of