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Saturday, October 5, 2013

Lynette Austin - Nearest Thing to Heaven Spotlight

The luxury of staying home when the weather turns nasty, of working in PJs and bare feet, and the fact that daydreaming is not only permissible but encouraged, are a few of the reasons middle school teacher Lynnette Hallberg/Austin gave up the classroom to write full-time. Lynnette grew up in Pennsylvania’s Alleghany Mountains, moved to Upstate New York, then to the Rockies in Wyoming. Presently she and her husband divide their time between Southwest Florida’s beaches and Georgia’s Blue Ridge Mountains. A finalist in RWA's Golden Heart Contest, PASIC's Book of Your Heart Contest, and Georgia Romance Writers' Maggie Contest, she’s published five books as Lynnette Hallberg. She’s currently writing as Lynnette Austin for Grand Central Publishing. Somebody Like You, Nearest Thing to Heaven, and Can’t Stop Lovin’ You are the first three books in her Maverick Junction series, contemporary romances set in Texas. Visit Lynnette at


"Boys," Ty hollered from the kitchen. "Close the door. I can feel the draft clear back here."

The smoke alarm chose that instant to go off, and the boys covered their ears. Josh’s lower lip trembled.

"On second thought, leave the door open, guys. We need to get this cleared out before Sophie comes. And remember, this’ll be our little secret."

Jesse opened his mouth, but Sophie shook her head.

"Shhh, let’s surprise him." She set the plate on one of the highest bookshelves, sent Trouble a warning look, then scooped up the still-distressed looking Josh.

She heard the back door open, then a window slid up. A finger over her lips, she tiptoed to the kitchen, the other two forming a giggling line behind her.

She stopped in the doorway. Ty, looking more handsome than any man had a right to, stood flapping a dish towel toward the open door. A pot sat on the stove, water boiling over. The oven door hung open and tendrils of smoke escaped.

"So, what’s for dinner?"

Ty dropped the towel and turned, looking for all the world like a five-year-old caught snooping under the Christmas tree. He looked from her to the boys.


"What’s that mean, Daddy?" Josh asked as Sophie lowered him to the floor.

"It means you’re supposed to sound the warning when the enemy shows up."

"But Sophie’s not the enemy." Josh wrapped an arm around her leg.

"And," Jonah said, "the alarm was already sounding. It hurt my ears."

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