#Blitz: 'The Still Life of Hannah Morgan' by Lora Deeprose #Giveaway



Hannah Morgan's life is at a standstill. Her dreams of becoming an artist vanished with the sudden death of her grandmother and mentor. To appease her distant and disapproving mother, Hannah gets a respectable job at a high-end day spa. Instead of painting masterpieces, Hannah spends her days painting nails and giving facials to wealthy women. Her dreams for the future have become a hideous nightmare. And it just keeps getting worse. She catches her boyfriend cheating, loses her job, and has to watch from the sidelines as her best friend, Jasmine Blue, goes after her own dreams of owning her own salon. Then she meets Aaron, a working artist, and finds in him a kindred spirit. And, to her surprise, she finds the courage to follow her dreams. When circumstances beyond her control threaten to destroy both her relationship with Aaron and her dreams of a bright future, Hannah fears her mother was right-that some dreams aren't meant to come true.


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“As a small child I dreamed of growing up to be a chestnut mare. I was terribly disappointed when I found out people couldn’t magically transform into animals but I got over it by immersing myself in the world of fairy tales and thus began my lifelong passion for reading and make-believe.”

Lora Deeprose has a B.A. in Drama with a minor in History. She was born in the small town of Fort Saskatchewan, Alberta; the middle child of five girls.  In 2006, she and her eldest sister moved to a hobby farm in the remote Kootenay area of British Columbia and for five years had several country adventures which included raising chickens and goats, encounters with wildlife and wrangling the neighbour’s horses. Currently she lives in BC’s Eastern Fraser Valley.

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Top Ten List
1. Animal: Fruit Bat
2. Colour: Pink
3. Flower: Pink Peony
4. Food: Chocolate
5. Drink: Champagne
6. Place to live: in an enchanted cottage in the woods
7. Season: Fall
8. Place to hang out: Book Store
9. Hobby: Gardening
10. Weekend Activity: A nap on a sunny porch or hammock.


On my way back to the treatment room, I tried to ignore the drumbeat in my foot that was growing more persistent as the evening wore on.  I turned the corner too quickly and the stack of towels started to teeter.  As I tried to stop them from falling, I ran smack into someone coming around the corner from the other direction.  The towels toppled and scattered to the floor.  I threw my arms out and braced myself against the wall barely stopping myself from following them.
“No reason to apologize,” said the robe-clad guest with startling familiar brown eyes.
It was Yummy Man from the salon.  I started picking up the towels.  My hands shook as I snatched up the towels as fast as I could.  Yummy Man bent down to help me and I noticed the tie on his robe had come undone.  He was wearing a pair of navy boxers and nothing else.  It was hard not to stare at an almost naked man, a very buff almost naked man, crouched only inches away from me.  Embarrassed, I looked down at the floor, at his ankles, anywhere but at his exposed body.
“Uhm.”  I stumbled for the right words.  “Your, uhm.”  I resorted to pointing.
“Oh God,” Yummy Man chuckled and retied his robe.  “That’s one way to impress a girl, or scare her off completely.”
I laughed.  We stood in the hallway, each of us clutching an armful of rumpled towels.
“You look vaguely familiar.  Have we met before?”
“Yeah, at The Edge about a week and a half ago.”
“Yes, that’s it.  I have a good memory for faces.  I’m Christian, by the way.”
“Hannah,” I said, my heart fluttered wildly.  We automatically went to shake hands but the towels got in our way.  I laughed again.  “I’ll take those.”  I held out my arms to take the rest of the towels from him.
“It was nice bumping into you again,” Christian said.  “See you around.”
“See you,” I said to his back as he headed down the hall and into a treatment room.  I glanced around nervously, afraid that the Dark Lord of the Spa was lurking in the corridor ready to reprimand me for yet another of my blunders.


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