Authors: Polly Becks
The stunning story that introduces the brilliant new series of romantic suspense, intrigue, and humor,
, by novelist Polly Becks, making her debut in women’s fiction.
Set in 1991,
No Ordinary Day
tells the tale of an epic tragedy that changes life forever in a small town in the wild, mystic Adirondack Mountains of upstate New York, especially for eight special women, and the mystery that surrounds it.
Kindergarten teacher Lucy Sullivan has an Irish temper, a love for her students, and a growing fondness for fellow teacher Glen Daniels—until plain-spoken soldier Alex “Ace” Evans comes into her life, quite literally saving it. As they struggle to rescue five little girls caught in a flooding school, will these two opposites find the love missing in both their lives—or even survive?
January 5, 2015
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series [set in present day]:
Where has supermodel Briony, the one-named wonder of the fashion world, disappeared to? That’s what style magazine maven Katherine Bruce desperately wants to know—and she’s manipulated Pulitzer Prize-winning investigative journalist and war correspondent Erik Bryson into chasing that story down. A serious writer, he’s resentful about being stuck with the fluffy task—and utterly unprepared for what he discovers.
Monday, February 2, 2015
Grace Fuller, the youth pastor in her father’s church, is guarding several painful secrets that threaten her future. Will she find a happily-ever-after with Steve, the confident, handsome assistant pastor with whom she’s vying for her dream job, or will the mysterious bad-boy biker who has just come to town, darkly guarding his own painful past, steal her from her chosen path?
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Life in the fast lane has never been an easy place for twitchy high-society event planner Sloane Wallace, a woman born to privilege and pristine family lineage. But when a freak snowstorm and auto mishap leaves her stranded in the freezing mountains in her designer heels, a burly mountain man, unimpressed with her pedigree, shows up in time to save her couture-covered backside—and completely mess up her world.
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
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Monday’s Child: Fair of Face
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Four more books will follow, beginning in fall of 2015:
Thursday’s Child: Far to Go
Friday’s Child: Loving and Giving
Saturday’s Child: Works Hard for a Living
Sunday’s Child: Born on the Sabbath Day
Book 1 in the EXTRAORDINARY DAYS series
Copyright © 2015 by Polly Becks
Published by GMLTJoseph, Inc., LLC
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This book is a work of fiction. Any names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer's imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locale, or established organizations is entirely coincidental.
An original work by Polly Becks
No Ordinary Day, © 2015 by Polly Becks
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Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace,
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go,
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for a living,
But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day
Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.
This rhyme was first recorded in A. E. Bray’s
Traditions of Devonshire
(Volume II, pp. 287–288) in 1838
Bill and Greg
APRIL 27, 1991
Obergrande, New York, at the heart of the Adirondack Park
he streets at
the center of the small city in the mountain wilderness were swollen with seemingly endless rain that spring, gushing in torrents every now and then, or sometimes running in thin rivulets through the gutters.
Making it difficult for people to meet on street corners.
Particularly when it was critical that they not be seen meeting together in public.
So on this night, the three people who met did so under the enormous tree atop a hill in the center of town, the towering, centuries-old tree for which the town was named.
The rain had paused for a few moments, which should have made umbrellas unnecessary. The stoppage should also have been helpful to the meeting participants remaining unnoticed. The enormous tree’s branches and leaves, sheeting water with every passing breeze, however, repeatedly baptized the three with unpleasantly cold precipitation, soaking their raincoats and clothes.
As if it were trying to tell them something urgent.
All the secrecy barely mattered; no one else was out in the dark and the heavy fog anyway.
As the three reached the summit of the hill, and the base of the tree, the first person looked around, then back at the second.
“You found someone to do it? You’re certain?”
The second person nodded reluctantly.
“And it’s done? Is it done already?”
The first and the third exhaled simultaneously, then exchanged a nod as well.
“All right, then,” said the first. “Get home safe. Get and stay dry if you can—it’ll be your last chance to for a while.”
Like drops of mercury beading, then skittering away from a broken thermometer, the three walked quickly down the hillside in separate directions and disappeared into the thickening fog.
None of them having any idea of what they had unleashed.
A FEW WEEKS LATER
A primitive riverside campsite, between Newcomb and Obergrande, New York, in the Adirondack Park
t had been
a difficult week, Bram thought.
He had just come back inside the tent, soaked to the skin from the relentless rain, after one more failed attempt to get a fire going under the tarp. He shook the water from his hair gently so as not to assault anyone else with it.
The baby had been screaming for most of her waking hours, sending his wife, Anjolie, over the edge and repeatedly into tears, as she struggled to calm their child amid the pouring rain that only let up for a few moments at a time before it returned, full force. Whenever she had gotten the almost-one-year-old to sleep, a rolling clap of thunder would echo through the surrounding mountains, violently shaking their tent and the ground beneath it.