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Where the Road Ends<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Author: <\/strong>Kathryn Beck<\/p>\n

Publication Date: <\/b>January 13th 2025<\/p>\n

Genre:<\/b> Adult Contemporary Romance \/ Women\u2019s Fiction<\/p>\n

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Bartender Mara Sawyer has sixty days to turn her life around. If she can\u2019t, Mara will lose the chance to regain custody of her daughter. Never having envisioned her life as a living, breathing, public service announcement for the Wyoming judicial system, Mara embraces the judge\u2019s harsh rebuke. Finding a steady job will be easy, finishing school will be easy. Eluding the distraction of the new swaggering Texan, Luke Whitten, will be anything but easy.<\/p>\n

With all her cards on the table, Luke and Mara build a strong friendship and along the way, she gives herself permission to fall in love again. When Mara\u2019s ex offers up full custody in exchange for betraying Luke, Mara must choose \u2014 her daughter\u2019s happiness, or her own.<\/p>\n

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New guy held up his finger for the fourth time in an hour.<\/span><\/p>\n

She swept his plate and silverware into the dirty dishes bucket and pulled the handle to deliver him another beer. \u201cAre you sure you don\u2019t want a shot of something?\u201d She waved at the collection of liquor bottles behind her. \u201cYour something unpleasant is going to get expensive at some point.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He ran his finger along the grain of the wood, up the condensation of the glass. His hands were large and calloused. Workingman\u2019s hands.<\/span><\/p>\n

Refusing to bite, or speak apparently, he looked up and smiled.<\/span><\/p>\n

Twisting around, she grabbed up one of their generic, bar-grade bottles. \u201cYou look like a tequila man.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cA tequila man, huh?\u201d He raised one eyebrow, motioned with his finger for her to pour. \u201cSure, you want to call that tequila?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

She glanced at the bottle, thought again, and grabbed up a bottle of Sagebrush, her mid-grade agave tequila, and held it up for inspection. \u201cBetter?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m impressed.\u201d He nodded as she was poised to pour.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSo, a man who knows his tequilas. A man not in his element with this weather.\u201d She glanced at his ambiguous touristy ball cap. \u201cYou\u2019re from Texas.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He extended a killer smile that swept all the sharpness away in an instant. \u201cAnd how would you know that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSimple.\u201d She looked at his hands, at his chest. \u201cWe get a lot of oil guys in here. But oil guys in Wyoming are different.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

She nodded at a customer a couple of bar stools down, held her finger up to new guy.<\/span><\/p>\n

He shot down his tequila and winced, looped his finger as she got back to him. \u201cYou realize you\u2019d be laughed out of the Lone Star State with your tequila selection.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe, but that means I\u2019m right about the Texas part though.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He rocked his head from side to side. \u201cPerhaps.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBall cap is a dead giveaway.\u201d She floated her head sideways to indicate the packed bar. \u201cWyoming boys wear them backward, trying to look cool, or what they think is cool. Texas boys are already confident, wear their caps like grown men should.\u201d She was flirting, but he was a safe sort. The kind just passing through on their way somewhere else. Not like he\u2019d be interested in her anyways. Since the courtroom visit\u2014her sweet and salty explosion of junk food continued, ending last night with an entire key lime pie. Instinctively, she glanced down the counter to Angela. But here new guy sat, had sat. She knew better than to read anything into that.<\/span><\/p>\n

After three shots, he slowed down, nursing his beer, staring so intently at the coaster, there had to be something unpleasant and deep going on. There was no way one night on her barstool would touch his problems. No matter how many shots he did.<\/span><\/p>\n

But in an instant, his buzzed ass stared at her with blue eyes, glacier blue, burning straight to her insides. She liked to think she could hold her own looking someone in the eye, but she was the first to look away. She didn\u2019t need anyone trying to analyze her lengthy list of problems.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDo you have family here?\u201d she asked, trying again. She\u2019d never worked so hard for a conversation. Two nights off diminished her let-me-into-your-world vibes.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHuh?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMom, brother, sister? What you Texas boys may call kinfolk?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t miss the flinch when she said brother. She also didn\u2019t miss his eyes lighting up and the bite at his lip when mentioning a sister. Within ten short seconds he pulled out a photo of not only his sister, but two adorable nephews, in full cowboy attire.<\/span><\/p>\n

He put his credit card on the bar and returned the pictures to their sleeves. After he signed the receipt, he hitched his hip and jammed his wallet into the back pocket of well-worn, faded-to-soft jeans.<\/span><\/p>\n

He tipped his cap, looking over the crowd for a minute, and turned his hat around backward, making her laugh. \u201cDoes that make me blend better?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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Kathryn is a transplanted Canadian who now calls Texas home. She loves writing strong, morally gray women tackling complex relationships and their messy lives. Kathryn enjoys road trips, spa weekend getaways, and spending time with family and friends.<\/p>\n

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