Bøker av Gail Kittleson

1943The world is at warand the outcome is anything but sureIn the heartland, communities like Caroline, Iowa, must bind together to support The Cause. As the war drags on, few families escape paying the untimate price.But the unity of this close-knit community is threatened by a violent death-a murder committed in the basement of the town's beloved Church Street United Brethren. Everyone, including the congregation's handsome new pastor, becomes a suspect.The underpinnings to the mystery delve deep into the town's past... and extend far beyond its borders.

1943The world is at warand the outcome is anything but sureIn the heartland, communities like Caroline, Iowa, must bind together to support The Cause. As the war drags on, few families escape paying the untimate price.But the unity of this close-knit community is threatened by a violent death-a murder committed in the basement of the town's beloved Church Street United Brethren. Everyone, including the congregation's handsome new pastor, becomes a suspect.The underpinnings to the mystery delve deep into the town's past... and extend far beyond its borders.

West.Heading west.Put the past behind you.Start over.In nose-biting pre-dawn cold, Ray's rap sounded. Out front waited a new wagon. Abby buttoned her wool coat and bonnet, doubled Papa's traveling blanket over her arm with her parasol, and crossed the threshold for the last time. Ray hoisted her trunk as she clambered into the buckboard.He was no gentleman-no surprise to that. Through hushed streets, past Annabelle's house, the silent empty clapboard church, and beyond the new train depot, memories flitted one by one. With each, her heaviness lifted, and out in the countryside west of town, each squeaky turn of the wheels breathed hope.In rhythm with the creaking wheels, words circled through her mind like poetry-Now we are wed... no longer alone... heading west.A fog immersed her. Not an endearing word from him, nor even a kindly touch of his hand.Her husband.***A sudden light spangled the heavens as if to show that sunshine still reigned.Abby sank to a fallen log-the glow rimmed the clouds in an ethereal aura. Crimson became rose, yellows transformed to gold, and periwinkle caressed deep purple."Could I have been befuddled all this time?"The scripture Fred read at supper filtered back.The Lord hath appeared of old unto me, saying, Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with loving kindness have I drawn thee."The day's warmth still hovered, and with it, a sense that all was well. The sky flamed for several more minutes.This beauty and my love for you are one.She hugged the message close. "Perhaps, after all, I am loved."

December 7, 1941 - The Day that will live in InfamyThe United State declared war on the Empire of Japan, Germany and Italy. In Iowa, best friends Addie and Kate are embroiled in their own private wars. These heroic Women of the Heartland must find a way to overcome the adversities of the war without, and the war within.

Glenora Keeps Her Heart Under Lock and KeyNo one ever accused Glenora Carson of being a breathtaking beauty. Her talk, gangly figure and angular face are more solid midwestern stock than Hollywood glamour. But Joe liked her. He even told her, "You're the one for me." He gave her a locket with his picture inside, to remind her of him while he was away, serving his country on the U.S.S. Arizona.After December 7, 1941, Glenora shelves her dreams of attending college on the scholarship she was offered by Iowa State University, locks her heart away, and focuses on holding down the home front by helping out the family business - Carson's Garage. The grease-stained overalls didn't do much to compliment her female figure, but they cover her female heart well enough.That is, until Hank Anderson, a wounded warrior back from battle, walks into the garage and into Glenora's life.Is an old maid's future Glenora's fate, or will Cupid throw a wrench in her plans?