The Ruby Brooch

From the twenty-first century white-planked fenced pastures of Lexington, Kentucky, to the nineteenth century Oregon Trail, Katherine Lowry Logan weaves a story rich in detail and mystery and takes us on one woman’s journey of recovery and discovery as she searches for her true identity.

Following the tragic death of her parents and fiancé, Kitherina MacKlenna discovers an antique trunk. Inside is an exquisite, hand-made Chantilly lace shawl monogrammed with an M, and a Celtic brooch made of Iona marble with a stop-light red ruby in the center. The brooch has mystical powers that transport Kit back to the nineteenth century along the Oregon Trail. The dangers Kit faces along the way do nothing to distract her from the grief and guilt she carries. Though she willingly risks her life to save her traveling companions, when faced with Cullen Montgomery’s over-protectiveness and the passionate feelings he inspires, Kit finds her nerve crumbling. Is she brave enough to love again, or live permanently in a time not her own?

Cullen Montgomery is a quintessential Renaissance man. The last thing he needs is a reckless, mule-headed female distracting him from his legal career and the sweetheart waiting for him in California. But the pain he recognizes in Kit's green eyes reflects his own deep-seated guilt. Can he heal them both without falling in love with the woman who stirs his passion, ignites his fury, and confounds his logic? Or will he lose everything along the Oregon Trail, including his heart?

Contest Finals:

• Maine Romance Writers 2007 MERWA Synopsis Finalist
• Washington Romance Writers 2008 Marlene Finalist
• Yellow Rose Chapter of RWA 2008 Winter Rose Finalist

Quotes

Three Lines and a Horse, February 24, 2008

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"The rhythm of the language is wonderful; this writer has an ear. Vocabulary is good. Sentence structure is good, even with three long sentences in a row. In short, there's evidence of a real writer at work here."
— Theresa Stevens

"The pill bottle in the pocket of her tight-fitting riding pants - That is one gorgeous string of words. Read it out loud and listen to the cadence. It almost sounds like a canter. This is a natural result of using chained prepositional phrases, and is one of the reasons we like prepositional phrases better than other kinds of phrases."
— Alicia Rasley