My Outlaw
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- $16.99
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- $16.99
Publisher Description
Linda Lael Miller’s rich imagination, robust humor, and stirring sensuality have earned her accolades as one of the “twentieth-century maestros” (The Paperback Forum) of romantic fiction. Now she creates a tale of love so compelling it soars—through the heart of the Old West, and through time itself.
Seven-year-old Keighly Barrow never forgot the night she spied a boy her own age at her grandmother’s Redemption, Nevada, mansion. He was staring at her from an antique mirror in the ballroom, standing among gaudily dressed women in an old-time western saloon. Keighly could only discover that his name was Darby Elder—and that he lived a century ago.
Twenty years later, engaged to be married, Keighly inherited her grandmother’s house. Back before the ballroom mirror, she faces a handsome cowboy whose roguish air radiates trouble. Keighly senses the spirit of Darby Elder—along with an electric charge of passion passing through the glass...and into her heart. But old news clips declare this outlaw son of a local madam would die in a shoot-out. Keighly’s magical connection to Darby is too strong not to try and save his life or, if history will not bend, to love him as fiercely as the fleeting moments will allow.
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What begins as a promising time-travel romance--a young girl gazing into a 19th-century saloon though a mirror in her grandmother's modern day ballroom--ends with a frantic effort to pull the past and present together by changing the course of history in Miller's latest after Knights. The little girl, Keighly Barrow, makes an instant, spiritual connection with Darby Elder, the little boy in the mirror, and over the next two decades, they seek solace from their troubled lives in each other's images. When Keighly inherits her grandmother's house, she learns, by way of diaries and photos in an old trunk, that she and Darby had been married in 1887 and that he had died within the year. Keighly is once again propelled into Darby's world where she must find, in a few months, happiness to last a lifetime. Miller tugs at the heartstrings as few authors can, only here, she toys with the reader's trust by copping out to cliched themes and a contrived ending.