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Title: Freedom In Friday Harbor

Author: International Bestselling Author Annee Jones

Genre: Christian contemporary romance

Publisher: Self-Published by Annee Jones

Release Date: January 25, 2023

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Will the 4th of July fireworks light the way to freedom from the past and perhaps the blossoming of new love for Summer and Ace in Friday Harbor?

Seattle marketing specialist Summer Connelly welcomes the assignment to supervise the construction of a company float for the annual 4th of July parade in Friday Harbor, WA. Not only will it be a chance to prove her leadership skills to her boss, but an opportunity for a much-needed escape, especially since she hasn’t taken any time off since her divorce was finalized over a year ago.

Ace Lockhart works himself to the bone at his Portland contracting company, but something in his life feels off. When doctors tell him his elderly father has taken a turn for the worse, he heads to Friday Harbor to be with the old man, simply because no one else in the family will even speak to him.

As fate would have it, Summer’s plans for the parade look like they could go up in smoke before any fireworks are even set off. Can Ace be the ticket to light at the end of the tunnel? Will their days together lead to fireworks in more ways than one?

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Annee Jones Bio:

Annee Jones is an International Bestselling Author of romance, fantasy, and mystery. She is passionate about writing stories where dreams come true and love wins!

Professionally, Annee works as a disability counselor where she is honored to help her clients navigate through complex medical and legal systems while rediscovering their wholeness in Spirit.

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Excerpts from Freedom In Friday Harbor

Excerpt #1 ( 224 Words)

Dr. Fielding crossed her legs and ran a hand down the leg of her cream-colored pantsuit. “Those were decisions that you made in the past. Now is the present, and the future has yet to be written. You have the ability to make different choices going forward.” 

“I’m scared though—you know I haven’t even considered dating since the divorce went through,” Summer said. “I’ve been too busy focusing on work.” 

“That’s something we can look at more closely,” said the counselor. “I know your 30th birthday is coming up. Do you have any fun plans to celebrate?”

 “No,” Summer said morosely. “Quite frankly, I don’t even want to think about it. I’m so not where I wanted to be at this age.”

 Dr. Fielding chuckled and took off her glasses. “Honey, no one ever is.”

 The therapist’s light-hearted comment lifted her spirits. “I guess that’s true,” she said with a rueful smile. 

Dr. Fielding glanced at the wall clock. “I’m afraid our time is up. Try to do something nice for yourself for your birthday. Give yourself some grace. You’re only human. And remember -awareness is key to not repeating the patterns of the past.” 

“God forbid I should ever do that,” Summer said, shuddering.”

 That’s something we can both agree upon,” said Dr. Fielding, rising to give her a quick hug goodbye.


Excerpt #2 ( 278 Words)

“I have a project that I’d like to put you on. But it would mean that you’d have to travel.” 

“Travel?” she repeated, her curiosity peaked. 

Jim held up his hand. “Not that far, just a ferry ride over to Friday Harbor in the San Juans. Have you been there before?”

 “No,” she said. “I moved up to Seattle after graduating from college in Oregon but haven’t visited the islands off the coast yet.” 

“It’s beautiful out there,” Jim said. “Friday Harbor is the main town on San Juan Island. It’s a historic seaport village – very quaint.”

 “What’s the job?” she asked. 

He grinned. “I need you to supervise the building of a float for the town’s annual 4th of July parade.”

 “A float? Parade?” she asked incredulously. Her job usually consisted of designing digital marketing promotions. “I’m – I’m not sure I’m qualified,” she said, gulping. “Oh, I think you’re plenty qualified,” Jim said, chuckling.“

A construction crew can do the physical labor part. But I need you to design the thing and make sure the parade goes according to plan. It would of course therefore require you to work over the holiday. To make up for it, I want you to take a few days off and relax afterward.”

 “Hm,” she said. “That does sound nice. What is the company that’s hiring us to do their float?”

 “The Pacific Beekeepers Association,” Jim said, his eyes sparkling. 

Summer groaned inwardly, remembering the pain when a bee stung her in the arm at a summer picnic when she was six.

 She nodded, doing her best to smile. “Right,” she said. “You can count on me, sir. I’ll do it.”


Excerpt #3 (240 Words)

“Coffee would be perfect, thanks,” replied Summer.

 “Coming right up,” said the server. “Help yourself to the buffet whenever you want.” She turned and headed toward the kitchen, passing a waiter carrying a pitcher of ice water. Summer held out her glass for him to fill and then took a few sips of the cool liquid. Rising, she walked over to the buffet, interested to see what was in the steaming trays. She picked up a plate and walked slowly down the line, choosing scrambled eggs, sausage, and hash browns. A tall carousel of delectable-looking bakery items on a cart caught her attention. There was one blueberry scone left. Unable to resist the temptation, she reached for it, promptly bumping the hand of someone else, also making a grab for it from the opposite side. 

“Oops, sorry,” she said, pulling her hand back quickly.

 “Oh no, I’m sorry,” said the tall, dark, and ridiculously handsome man who stepped out from around the cart. He smiled at her affably and handed her the scone. 

“You take it,” he said. 

“No, you,” she said, hoping she wasn’t blushing as she passed it back to him. 

He stepped backward and shook his head. 

“Well, when my sister and I wrestled as kids over the last cookie or slice of pie, our mother would always make us split it. So how about we share?” he suggested. 

She grinned. “That only sounds fair,” she said.

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