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** 100% of the author's proceeds from this book will be donated to SoupMobile of Dallas, Texas... in honor of the SoupMan, founder of the SoupMobile **
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Rose Fontane, a homeless shelter caseworker, would do anything for the residents who live there. Her life is the shelter, even to the point of having no family of her own. This all begins to change when architect Jeremy Wheeler stumbles upon the shelter when scouting out the area for the site his company plans to destroy and build an outdoor shopping area. In order to date Rose, he has to court the shelter as well, and in doing so he becomes attached to the people there. Rose begins to change her view of the corporate world as she finds that Jeremy’s heart is as genuine as hers when it comes to helping those in need.
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He was a perfect specimen of a male, one she'd dreamed about. Like the boys who'd never given her the time of day, the frat guys who forgot who she was, and all the professionals she'd worked with who commended her hard work and quick mind, but never noticed Rose enough to think of her any other way. Dark and handsome with perfect attire, a boyish face made him appear younger than he probably was, and he was tall, but then most people seemed tall to Rose.
"What are you looking for?"
"Umm." He hesitated.
"Are you so lost you don't know what you're looking for?" she quipped.
He grinned, showing his very white teeth. "No, I just wasn't aware that there was a soup kitchen here." He looked over her head toward the kitchen.
"Are you hungry?" Rose folded her arms over her chest, trying to figure out what this guy was doing here.
He grinned. "Ah, no." He pulled off his black leather gloves and put them in his pockets. "I need to make a phone call. Do you mind if I stay in here? It's cold out there." He hitched a thumb over his shoulder toward to the door.
"Sure, there's a spot next to Gary." Rose pointed to a vacant seat and watched as he talked on his cell phone. His dark hair was cut short, framing his strong facial features. Rose mused at seeing a businessman among the homeless. He studied those around him as he spoke, but none of them noticed him. What they did notice was his fine, wool, full-length coat.
When he finished talking, he looked her way. Rose stopped staring at him as he came over to her. He lifted his hand. "I'm Jeremy Wheeler. Sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier."
"No problem. You seemed very preoccupied." She held her hand to his and felt his firm handshake. "I'm Rose."
"Really? That's my grandmother's name. You don't hear it very often anymore."
"My grandmother's name was Rose, too."
"You're joking? That's quite a coincidence. I'll surely remember it." He studied her with a glint in his eyes. "And you." He gave her a long, slow smile. "Thank you for your hospitality." He turned and walked to the door.
Susan came into the room as he left. "Who was that?"
"Jeremy Wheeler."
"When did we start taking in executives?" They both watched him until he was out of sight.
Rose lifted a brow. "We're supposed to take in the downtrodden. You never know who that might be."
"This was a truly enjoyable and lovely book... The residents are varied and quite interesting, and present a realistic picture of life for the downtrodden. The author's description of the settings put the reader right into the scenes. The love that gradually grows between the two Christians is beautiful."
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