Semi Short chic: Book Tour: Grace After the Storm by Sandy Sinnett

Loves future can begin in the past.

Brad’s brother recently found the love of his life, and now he too longs to find his one. No one seems to compare to his first love from years ago, though - the woman he left behind for money and a career. To remind him of her love, though, on what would have been their wedding anniversary, Brad writes her a letter. Never mailed. Never read…until this year, after the storm ends.

Hannah’s estate is in foreclosure - unable to keep her family’s estate after her parents’ death. Sparks begin to fly however after the estate is purchased and the new owner arrives. Not only was Brad the love of her life, but he’s also the man who walked out on her eight years ago. At first sight, Hannah’s grandmother believes their love still exists, and even as her health fades she works to help Hannah see the good in Brad.
Hannah must deal with painful memories from her past as she is forced to work with Brad and save her estate, but will her stubborn pride cause her to lose him again?
She begins to see Brad in a new light, and the love she felt for him long ago is reborn. When Hannah’s ‘little sister’ Clare discovers Brad’s secret, though, a storm of events will begin that may destroy their only chance for love, and may risk Hannah’s life in the process. Brad and Hannah will face both tragedy and loss as they rekindle their love, remembering that grace always follows the storm.

Sandy recently moved back to her hometown of Mt. Vernon, IL and lives there with her two youngest kids. She currently works in Marketing for a local Children's Home and is busy working on another book

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Snippet (#4)

Hannah walked over to her closet and opened the door. Bending over, she dug through a bunch of shoe boxes and old clothes and found a little wooden box buried at the very bottom – the words ‘My Jules’ carved into the lid. It was covered with dust and the rusty hinge creaked loudly as she opened it, revealing two items inside.
The first, an envelope with her name written on the front. Brad’s letter. She’d found it on the office floor the morning he’d left, and knowing that it contained his goodbye, she chose never to open it. Never to read it. Instead, she took it home and in a fit of anger and red-headed stubbornness, she ripped it in half, only to regret it later and tape it back together. The second item, a small velvet pouch that contained her engagement ring. He’d given her the box and the ring the night he proposed, just a month before he walked out. After that, she buried her pain and the memory of Brad in that little box - never to open it again. Never to think about him again. Until now. She lifted the letter out of the box, faded and yellowed with age. The tape was brown; the edges curled and peeling away from the surface. As she stared at the letter, tears welled up in her eyes. Her memory of that day was still stained by the awful pain she had endured. As it turned out though, his love had also left an indelible mark on her heart that she was never able to remove. Gently, she opened the envelope, pulled out the still-torn letter and laid the two pieces down side-by-side…then remembered.