Still working on Comes a Horseman. I need more hours in the day!
“We’ve been in farmland before, but this…” Kristopher fought to keep the wistfulness from his voice. He needed to get used to living here and put any longing for Germany behind him. He’d known that before they crossed the Rhine but hadn’t expected the finality of leaving his country to hit so hard. “France is my home now. Once this is over, I want to build a new life here, with you. I can’t go back to being who I was.”
“You’ve changed a lot since we met, but you’re still the man I fell in love with. Don’t put all of that aside. This is who I am—a French farmer. So much over the past year has been a lie. I’m tired of slipping into identities that are not my own. Whatever happens now, at least I can be French again.”