Her Borrowed Angel is one of those “books of the heart” that all writers have. After being traditionally published in romance, in addition to self-publishing a title or two, an idea came to me from an unlikely spark–my oldest granddaughter’s near-death experience in Kindergarten. Add that to the fact that said granddaughter spoke of New York City when she was three or four–the buildings, the traffic–the stereotypical “oi” sound in words like “bird”–and the idea for Her Borrowed Angel began to develop into the saga of Madeline “Maddie” Wharton Saldivar.
A reader asked if any of the story is autobiographical. Most stories, I believe, are born in writers from their own lives–not what they live necessarily, but what they witness, imagine, long for–from the long list of moments that make up every life. To that extent, Her Borrowed Angel is autobiographical. But it is the story of sisters, of first and last loves, of children–the story of horses and angels, as well.
Accompany Maddie through the history of her times and ours, from rural Georgia to the Texas hill country, to northern Mexico and south Texas—and accompany her to the climatic event of a story you won’t forget.