One more week and October is over. Can you believe it? We're already seeing Christmas commercials and movies and decorations out with urgings to buy now and PRAY we get our purchases before then!
When did everything become such a mess?
We could discuss that for a lifetime LOL! But we're not going to! We are going to welcome fellow Pelican Book Group author, Barbara Britton back to our spotlight. Take it away Barb.....
As the sole daughter of the chief priest, Hannah is
publicly shamed when the prophet of Israel refuses to heal her.
Determined to restore her family’s honor, Hannah
escapes Jerusalem in hopes of finding the prophet and convincing him to heal
her deformities. Gilead, a young Hebrew guard sympathetic to her plight,
willingly accompanies her. On their way, they are captured by a band of raiders.
Hannah is forced to serve in the household of the
commander of the Aramean army, an officer who is in need of healing himself.
Meanwhile Gilead is being used as sword practice for the Aramean soldiers.
Hannah must act fast to save Gilead and herself. But
survival means coaxing the prophet of Israel to heal an enemy commander.
(A story similar to Naaman’s in II Kings 5)
“Alabaster, beads, bangles,” a merchant shouted.
Leave it to a salesman to find opportunity behind the rump
of a slow donkey. His father had taught him well.
The chants of the merchant grew louder, came closer. “Men,
trinkets for the fair and lovely.”
Hannah believed the heckler was upon her. Did he mistake her
for a man? She had no free hand to test his wares.
The address was too close to ignore. Her elbow rose to ward
off his seller’s assault. Her heart rapped against her chest anticipating a run
“Ah, but your arm is bare. Can I not interest you in—”
She whipped her head his direction.
At her bracelet. The rubies sparkled in the sunlight they
At Gil. And his radiant smile.
“You do have interest.” He herded her without a touch toward
a narrow side street. “Your father has coin, no doubt.”
She matched his pace not knowing where he was guiding her
and not caring. Gil had found her, and she would follow him out of the crowd,
out of the city, out to Mahanaim. “You came.”
He drew her into a doorway. The bustle of the city was but a
memory. “Jewels are my business,” he said in a loud voice. And lower, “My
mother spoke of a sad girl in need. I know very few who wear such wealth.” He
held up her gold and ruby bracelet.
Setting her jar out of the way, she met his gaze. He grinned
as if she had bought all his trinkets.
She let him take her arm and slip the bracelet on her wrist.
His calloused fingers slid over her skin like a silk ribbon.
“It is a perfect fit,” he said, eyeing a passerby. His
fingers cocooned her hand and wrist.
“We are in public,” she whispered.
“Did I not say it was lovely?” He winked and dared her with
his just-made-a-sale eyes.
Barbara M. Britton lives
in Southeast, Wisconsin and loves the snow—when it accumulates under three
inches. She is published in Biblical Fiction and loves bringing little-known
Bible characters to light in her stories. Her WWI Historical Until June
released in 2020. Barb is a member of the American Christian Fiction Writers,
the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators, and Romance Writers of
America. She has a nutrition degree from Baylor University but loves to dip
healthy strawberries in chocolate. Find out more about
Barb’s books on her website at www.barbarambritton.com.
THANKS so much, Barbara for sharing your story and a peek into your novel with us! We certainly wish you the best of luck and God's blessings moving forward in life and in your writing.
Hope you enjoyed Barbara's visit friends and that you'll check back each week for Saturday Spotlight and Wednesday Words with Friends.
Until next time, take care and God Bless.