Sarah Morgan - Some Kind of Wonderful

Praise for

Sarah Morgan

‘The perfect book to curl up with’

—Heat

‘Full of romance and sparkle’

—Lovereading

‘I’ve found an author I adore—must hunt down everything she’s published.’

—Smart Bitches, Trashy Books

‘Morgan is a magician with words.’

—RT Book Reviews

‘Dear Ms Morgan, I’m always on the lookout for a new book by you …’

—Dear Author blog

SARAH MORGANis the bestselling author of Sleigh Bells in the Snow. As a child Sarah dreamed of being a writer and, although she took a few interesting detours on the way, she is now living that dream. With her writing career she has successfully combined business with pleasure and she firmly believes that reading romance is one of the most satisfying and fat-free escapist pleasures available. Her stories are unashamedly optimistic and she is always pleased when she receives letters from readers saying that her books have helped them through hard times.

Sarah lives near London with her husband and two children, who innocently provide an endless supply of authentic dialogue. When she isn’t writing or reading, Sarah enjoys music, movies and any activity that takes her outdoors.

Readers can find out more about Sarah and her books from her website: www.sarahmorgan.com. She can also be found on Facebook and Twitter.

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An imprint of HarperCollins Publishers Ltd 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF

First published in Great Britain by HQ in 2015

Copyright © Sarah Morgan 2015

Sarah Morgan asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library.

This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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Ebook Edition © July 2015 ISBN: 9781474030915

Version: 2018-04-11

Thank you for choosing Some Kind of Wonderful ! I hope these characters find a place in your heart and the book a place on your keeper shelf.

This is a story about second chances. Most of us have had a relationship that didn’t work out. We move on, maybe a little bruised and battered, but determined to put it behind us. But this approach isn’t for everyone and the alternative is something I’ve often pondered. If you weren’t right for each other the first time, why would you be right a second time? What has changed?

The answer of course is that people change and love isn’t so easily controlled. Brittany, heroine of Some Kind of Wonderful, fell in love with Zachary Flynn when she was a teenager. When he left her after ten days of marriage, she was crushed. She hasn’t seen or heard from him in ten years, so returning to the island home she loves and finding him there is a bitter blow. But ten years is a long time. Their relationship takes a direction neither has anticipated, but, before they can consider a future, they first have to confront their past.

Some Kind of Wonderful is a romance, but it also celebrates friendship. Brittany is the sort of friend we’d all be lucky to have in our lives. She is fiercely loyal and caring to those she loves. Her bond with Emily and Skylar is as strong as ever and no matter what hurdles these three women encounter in life, you know they will be side by side supporting each other.

I hope you enjoy this story! I love hearing from readers, so if you’re on Facebook (find me at www.facebook.com/AuthorSarahMorgan) or Twitter (@SarahMorgan_ —don’t forget the underscore) I hope you’ll join me there for chats and giveaways and sign up to my newsletter to be sure of hearing about my next release.

Thank you for being the best readers ever!

Love,

Sarah

xxx

To Dianne Moggy, for making my dreams a reality and for allowing her adorable dog Maple to play a starring role in my O’Neil Brothers series. Thank you. x

Friendship is a sheltering tree

—Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Cover

Praise for Sarah Morgan

About the Author

Title Page

Copyright

Dear Reader

Dedication

Epigraph

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

CHAPTER NINETEEN

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

Extract

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About the Publisher

ZACHARY FLYNN SHOULD never have been born.

His conception, as his mother was fond of telling him, had been the result of an excess of alcohol and a burst condom. She’d spent the first eight years of his life blaming him for everything from poverty to bed bugs. Who she’d blamed after that he had no idea because at the age of eight someone had asked questions about the recurring bruises and broken bones and he’d been sent to live with a foster family. As churchgoing, God-fearing Christians, they’d deserved better than a messed-up reject from a rough neighborhood of Boston who’d been raised to believe the only way to stop someone from screwing you was to screw them first. He’d had the distinction of being the first foster kid to snap the patience of these good, kind folk. After that he’d been handed from family to family like a baton in a relay race, everyone eager to pass him on.

He’d been on the fast track to a life on the wrong side of the law when he’d discovered flying.

Twenty years later he still had a clear memory of the exact moment everything had changed.

It had been an unbearably hot day at Camp Puffin, the air in the forest thick with the scents of summer and the hum of insects. Zach had committed mass murder as he’d chased mosquitoes the size of small birds around the airless cabin he’d shared with seven other kids. Seven kids whose families cared enough to send them to camp with enough food and gear to smooth the rough edges of parting.

Zach had been given his place as part of a scholarship program and they’d made sure it was something he didn’t forget. He’d taken revenge for their endless taunting by dumping their stuff in a tide pool. Most of it had been washed away and furious parents had demanded the culprit be duly punished.