Rachael Walters is a social worker. She identifies with remorse and sorrow almost every day. But it wasn’t always the case. Once, she was a carefree young woman with goals and ambitions, but then a tragic accident left her scared physically and emotionally. Now, just getting through the day, proves to be a challenge. But then a kindly high school teacher, Coach Tom Montgomery, walks into her life and she can’t deny the attraction she feels. But what man would want a disfigured woman? Or one that carries emotional baggage? Can Rachael come to grips with her past and return the love Tom is offering?
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A Time to Heal
Copyright © 2010 Barbara Johannsen
ISBN: 978-1-55487-628-0
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A Time to Heal
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Chapter 1
Rachael Walters sat on the metal park bench and ate her peanut butter and grape jelly sandwich, glancing every few seconds at the man seated across the street in front of the abandoned movie gallery. He had been watching her for almost thirty minutes, shortly after she had sat down on the bench under the elm tree and opened her lunch bag. At first, she thought perhaps he might be waiting for her to return to the food pantry, maybe he was someone she had helped with groceries, but after she had glanced at him a few times, she came to the decision that he didn’t look like he was in financial need.
A ripple of unease snaked up Rachael’s spine. Smithton was usually a safe town, but lately there had been a string of break-ins around the neighborhood. Sighing, Rachael glanced again at the man, reminding herself that he didn’t look as though he might be one of the burglars the police were trying to catch. If only she could afford to move the food pantry into a better part of town, but then, it would make little sense to have a charity food bank in the affluent section of Smithton.