Release Date: February 12, 2019
a cosy shack in the pumpkin-obsessed town of Willow Creek, and a new job—if
only she was able to write like the other women in the local writers’ group.
But how can Jane write the perfect romance when she’s never experienced love?After a lengthy stay in hospital, budding singer and songwriter Sam Marshall
ends up as a resident in Willow Creek Nursing Home. Jane soon becomes his
guiding light. But how can he be a man for her when he relies on so many others
day-to-day?
Will Sam turn out to be the perfect muse to help Jane write her epic romance?
Will Jane be the one to teach Sam how to truly live? Does love truly know no
barriers?
I am so torn up over this book. Jennifer Ryder is a new-to-me author, and I am so glad that I took a chance on Sing It, Sam. This is an exquisite book — not just a small-town romance, but a story so full of heart and feeling about taking a chance on love, finding love where you least expect it, and appreciating the little things in life.
Sam and Jane’s relationship is unconventional, but it is absolutely wonderful. I don’t want to say too much about the story, because it’s so much better to go in with nothing more than knowing what’s said in the blurb. It will blow you away, leave you heartbroken and filled with wonder all at the same time. I devoured this book in a single Saturday afternoon, and I know that it is a love story that will stick with me long after I’ve read it.
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behind Sam’s neck. “He cares about you, Sam.”
forward, get somewhere, be somebody. I just feel like he’s holding me back.”
feet and back up to meet his frown. “You seem to be moving ahead just fine to
me.”
dancer.”
against his. I delight in a long-lasting kiss until Sam moans in the back of
his throat. Reluctantly, I pull back. “Then lucky for the both of us, because I
don’t want a dancer. I want you.”
but we continue to sway, locked tight in each other’s arms. The young girl nods
to Shaun and walks offstage as a lady with wild ginger hair in a ruffled denim
dress and cowgirl boots takes her place. The woman, who looks to be in her
forties, adjusts the microphone to her height, and then plucks the strings of a
mandolin. Her voice crackles as she sings about writing a song, and her tears.
around me. “Of all the frickin’ songs, she picks this one by Willie Nelson?”
on about sad songs and waltzes. It’s kind of depressing. Ironic, really. I
shift my arms around Sam’s waist.
music,” he growls in my ear.
bad,” I lie.
my ear. The heat of his breath sends a flood of warmth to my lower belly. “I
just wanted this one moment. She’s killin’ me.”
around him. “Forget about her.”
teeth. “How can I? It’s all I can hear.”
instead.” I press one hand to the centre of his chest. “We made it, Sam. We
made it here to this very spot.”
at his mouth. “Now’s not the time to make me weak at the knees, Janie.”
Author Bio
Ryder is a bestselling author of the Spark Series and Surfers Way Series. She
loves to write about boys on dirt bikes, detectives and strong females who
aren’t afraid to fight for what they want.Living on a rural property in New South Wales, Australia, she enjoys the best
of city and country. Her loving husband is ever willing to provide inspiration,
and her two young cherubs, and sheep that don’t see fences as barriers, keep
life more than interesting.
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