Cup of Joe
Cup of Joe
Inspirational romance, Christian romance, Christian fiction, romance novel, christian romance novel, teri wilson, white rose publishing
The dog melted into the crook of Goldies arm, a warm bundle of soft fur. Goldie thought perhaps she would let the pup sleep with her in the pink room tonight. Then she realized that for the first time since her grandfather died, she would no longer be alone in the house where she grew up. Before she could stop it, a lone tear of gratitude fell from her lashes.
Thank you, she breathed.
Joe nodded and his gaze glowed with understanding. Not pity, or even sympathy. The expression his coffee eyes bore was one of shared grief. My pleasure.
Goldie sniffed and shifted from one foot to the other. She really needed to hold it together. But she had to ask him one last question before the two of them went inside and she lost him in the whirlwind of all the other guests. Why?
Joe looked up from the dog with a questioning glance. Why what?
Why are you doing all of this for me? You hardly know me. Her voice cracked with emotion.
Joes fingers wrapped around the shiny silver tag on the dogs pink collar. He turned over the tag, ran his thumb over the engraving and showed it to Goldie. Because something told me this might be exactly what you need right now.
Bliss.
The dogs name was Bliss.
Cup of Joe
Inspirational romance, Christian romance, Christian fiction, romance novel, christian romance novel, teri wilson, white rose publishing
Cup of Joe
by
Teri Wilson
Cup of Joe
Inspirational romance, Christian romance, Christian fiction, romance novel, christian romance novel, teri wilson, white rose publishing
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All scripture quotations, unless otherwise indicated, are taken from the HOLY BIBLE, NEW INTERNATIONAL VERSION. NIV. Copyright 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society. Used by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved.
Cover Art by Tamra Westberry
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Publishing History
First White Rose Edition, 2009
Softcover ISBN 1-60154-708-0
Published in the United States of America
Cup of Joe
Inspirational romance, Christian romance, Christian fiction, romance novel, christian romance novel, teri wilson, white rose publishing
Dedication
In loving memory of my Grandpa,
Robert K. Wilson
Dec. 22, 1915 - Oct. 25, 2006
And for Jesus Christ, You are ever Faithful and True. Rev. 19:11.
Cup of Joe
Inspirational romance, Christian romance, Christian fiction, romance novel, christian romance novel, teri wilson, white rose publishing
Praise for Teri Wilson
Cup of Joe: 2 nd Place Merritt Contest Winner
~Sponsored by the San Antonio Romance Authors
Hoofbeats & Heartstrings series from
The Wild Rose Press
Do You Hear What I Hear ?
Using horses, aromatherapy and a love story, Teri weaves a tale that is more than a novel, more than a love story, it is THE love story in human history revealed. Read this book, you won't regret it!
~ Dr. Kim Bloomer, veterinary naturopath, author, and host of Animal Talk Naturally
I was so enchanted with this charming tale that I read it straight through in one sitting. This story is my first taste of the work of Teri Wil son but it will not be my last Do You Hear What I Hear? is a must read Christmas story. I highly recommend this enchanting, magical tale! I cant wait for the next installment!
~ Stephanie B., Fallen Angels Reviews
Love, Lilies & the Unbroken Straw
In one word: sweet! This chaste romance was a breath of fresh air Id recommend this story for those looking for something closer to a true romance. And, in fact, I already have.
~ Janelle, You Gotta Read Reviews
Cup of Joe
Inspirational romance, Christian romance, Christian fiction, romance novel, christian romance novel, teri wilson, white rose publishing
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
~ Psalm 34:18
Cup of Joe
Chapter One
Three days had passed since Goldie Jensens grandfather died.
She could tell because thats how many full coffee cups stood on her front porch, neatly lined up like brave little soldiers. A caffeinated army.
Goldie, on the other hand, wasnt feeling so brave. Or caffeinated, for that matter. Feet shoved into pink fuzzy slippers, she parked herself on the sofa and stared at the television with bleary eyes. Her doting Grandpa might be gone, but she still had Judge Rudy and Name that Price for company. Hardly the usual television fare for a young woman in her late twenties, but give her a break. Old habits die hard, and shed lived with an elderly man all her adult life.
Until three days ago.
She tucked her pink, fluffy feet under her legs, clad in her favorite Sponge Bob pajama bottoms, and yelled at the television. Under. Under!
Sheesh, the ionic blow dryer was obviously less expensive than the exorbitant price the host, Cary Anderson, was motioning toward with his little stack of note cards. Still, Agnes from Oklahoma wrung her hands and looked longingly at the audience for help.
Under! Whats the deal? Im pretty sure they have blow dryers in Oklahoma, Agnes.
Agnes shouted over, and Goldie moaned in disgust just as the doorbell rang. She grabbed the remote and muted Cary with the touch of a button.
Goldie, I know youre home, a distinctly male voice boomed from the other side of the front door. I heard the television. Please come to the door.
He was back.
Again.
Coffee Guy.
Goldie gnawed on her thumbnail and remained glued to the sofa, her gaze darting back and forth between the door and the television. To her astonishment, it appeared as though Agnes had actually made it to the showroom shootout. The frazzled contestant was already wielding her pricing gun, preparing to aim it at the extravagant prizes in the final round. Goldie un-muted just to check.
Im not going anywhere. Im going to sit right here until you open the door. Coffee Guys voice was softer, but still carried a distinctive note of determination. I can wait for quite a while. Theres plenty of coffee out here to keep me going.
When the screen switched from the kitschy game show set to a commercial for Depends, Goldie dragged herself from the couch to the peephole. Through the tiny circle, she saw the distorted figure of Coffee Guy resting casually against a pillar with yet another cup of coffee in his hand. His long legs crossed at the ankles, he was the perfect picture of patience. She really needed to stop calling him Coffee Guy. He had a real name, after all, but she couldnt bring herself to remember what it was. Like everything else these days, the effort it took was overwhelming. Why did even the simplest of tasks make her feel so tired?