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Beaten and betrayed by the one who was supposed to love her, Carly Richards is on the run! Forced to live as a fugitive as her ex-fiancé stalks her across country, Carly finds refuge in a small town in Montana. Unsure how long it will be before she must run again, she resists the friendliness of those around her - especially handsome farmer Joe Baird. Caught in the circumstances, the kind people around her begin to creep into her softening heart. God is at work, and she has to trust him to not only take care of her, but care for the people she is learning to love. Carly must learn the Price of Trust
Out of print for twenty years, a new edition of Jim Clark 'Tribute to a Champion' by Eric Dymock will be published in the spring. Lightly edited and completely redesigned in colour throughout, this eagerly sought classic of motor racing celebrates the life and achievements of Jim Clark (1936-1968), World Champion 1963 and 1965. In the new book, Eric Dymock details his place in motor racing history and total command of Formula 1, portraying him as an individual, nail-biting and insecure, yet the greatest driver in any sort of motor sport. From a Scottish farming family Clark rewrote the annals of American racing at Indianapolis, coming second at his first attempt in 1963, winning in 1965. He ...
Julie Downs is about to write a story that could make her career, unless she lets matters of the heart get in the way.
"This book brings together [Ian Davis's] lectures, walking tours, articles, drawings and paintings resulting from work spanning almost fifity years"--Front flap of cover.
Who can say what the night might bring? Fireworks and frivolity? A party? Music and dancing? The night is where we have the most fun. Or you could be reading in bed, between clean sheets, before falling into deep restful sleep and sweet dreams. And who knows? The night might bring romance, or love or sex, if you play your cards right. Or the night could be where we work. Millions of people do. If everyone slept all night, Britain would cease to function. Or the night could be indifferent; cold, haunted, inhuman. When you look up into the night sky, you see that you are nothing. An insignificant mote of dust. Or the night could be all too human.Hen parties in skimpy dresses and fairy wings are being slammed into the back of a police van. Prostitutes walk the streets; business men go to lap dancing clubs to forget what waits at home. On an after-hours journey around the British Isles - investigating nightingales in the Cotswolds, meteors in Shropshire, dog-racing in Belfast, a service station in Lancaster and Bonfire celebrations in East Sussex - Ian Marchant sets out to discover the different ways that we while away that half of our lives normally spent in darkness.
Vols. for 1837-52 include the Companion to the Almanac, or Year-book of general information.