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Paisley's Pattern by LoRee Peery

Paisley and Rob love each other, but neither is willing to correct what needs to be fixed in their relationship, so Paisley relocates out of state. When she discovers a secret that may repair Rob’s view of his past, she reaches out. Rob is still bitter over Paisley’s inability to commit and her habit of running, but he believes she sincerely cares for him, so he investigates her claim to have found his unknown heritage. After the emotional turmoil of meeting a family he knew nothing about, Rob’s love for Paisley convinces him to reconcile their differences. His world is incomplete without Paisley. However, she is reluctant to move forward, and has an opportunity to flee again. Will Rob help convince Paisley the answer is not to move again, but lies with the Lord, or will Rob lose Paisley forever?

“Love stories come…” Dust motes drifted in a shaft of bright autumn sunshine. Paisley jotted a price on a tangerine-hued tag and attached it to the beautiful cover of a Christian romance, then replaced it on the bookshelf. Prior to her e-reader days, she would have bought the book to read for herself.
She blew dust off the top of the next book. Once she caught a quick glance of the front, she tossed the tattered, risqué-covered paperback in the discard pile.
“And love stories go.” She hesitated before grabbing the next book. Had she tossed her love for Rob in the trash without giving it a chance to bloom?
Preparation for a tag sale was a whole new prospect for her. Who would have guessed she’d be in this nice frame house in northeast Nebraska? But she was always up for something new.
The home still smelled stale. Maybe the Waverly family should have made arrangements for it to be cleaned first. But thanks to the open windows, the odor’s vigor waned.
The first thing Paisley had done upon arriving at the empty house in Norfolk was get rid of musty unwashed clothing and bedding. So far, she’d run across no kidney-shaped paisley design in the place. That’s what Rob had called their names: kidney-shaped. She liked to think pear-shaped sounded prettier, as in a ripe fruit with a curlicue at the end. There were a multitude of examples of the beautiful paisley design on fabrics in gorgeous colors. Some shapes appeared slimmer, like happy, fat teardrops.
Robin Paisley and Paisley Robbins.
The idea of their names, and God’s sense of humor, still tickled her.

My Review:
Running from a broken relationship, Paisley is packing up a house ready for a sale. Only what she finds will impact the man she’s running from and contacting him means facing him again. I haven’t yet read a LoRee Peery book I haven’t liked and this one is no exception. From the get go, this book pulls the reader in and refuses to even let them up for air. A great read for a spring evening.
I was given a copy by the author in rtn for an honest review.

Character Interview
  1. Tell us your name and a little bit about yourself?
Hi, I’m Paisley Robbins. It’s so good to talk to you today. First, I love the name my mother gave me. Doesn’t paisley bring to mind lightness and happiness? Something about me…I’m so easy-going, I can move at the drop of a hat. I really don’t take anything serious except turning to the Lord for joy. And love.
  1. Tell us about where you live and why you choose to live there?
Oh, is that a sore topic with my man, Rob. I’ve been a California girl all my life, but life took an unexpected turn after I handed him back a gorgeous diamond. Now there’s a story. Anyway, I’m in Norfolk, Nebraska, now. Of all places.
  1. What is a quirk of your personality that most people wouldn't know?
I’m pretty much an open book. An optimist who has little patience with those who look at life from a negative standpoint. My mother moved a lot whenever she got the urge to relocate, so I went with her. That developed the flighty pattern of my existence. I suppose deep down, I wanted to stay in one place, to nourish friendships and get established.
  1. Name two things you would hate people to know about you?
One thing is a secret from girlhood, which I finally told Rob, but won’t divulge here. As much as he claims to like my unruly curly hair, I’m planning to cut it short one day.
  1. Tell us about your special bloke. What makes him special? 
Oh, my man Robin Paisley sets my heart aflutter like no other. He is darkly handsome, haunted by an aspect of life he should have let go of long ago. He has the talent to repurpose castoff items or treasured antiques he’s hired to fix. He’s honest and ethical. And he loves me.
  1. The first time you saw him, what did you think? Did you like him immediately, or did he have to grow on you?
Due to the similarity of our names, we’d had contact several times because of mixed-up mail delivery. We’d spoken on the phone and I was drawn to his voice. When I first saw him, his eyes stole my breath. They were a turquoise blue-green. He’d been wearing colored contacts. Silly guy. His natural color reminds me of the sky before it turns to deep night. But his good heart came through, though he rarely smiled.
7. What would he hate people to know about him?
He is such a dear man. He probably would deal with teasing from other men if they knew the ways he’s influenced by me. He claims to not have a favorite color. If he likes something I’m wearing, he’ll call it his favorite. That means it could be sea-foam green one day or blushing rose the next.
  1. What is your favourite thing to eat and drink?
Anything I’ve grown myself, if I’m in any place long enough to plant herbs. One thing missing in Nebraska is the convenience of walking into a backyard and picking citrus fruits off a tree for juice or tea
9. If you had to fight, what would be your weapon of choice and why?
That’s a difficult question. I admit to being a bit of a physical wuss. But I’m strong on the inside because of my faith. So I’m going to say my weapon would be the Bible.
10. Pepsi or coke
They both tickle my nose. I’d rather have something fruity.
11. tea or coffee
Most definitely tea, preferable green with fruit or mint.
12. elephant or tiger
Tigers are too aggressive, though they are beautiful and sleek. Elephants bring to mind the impression of gentle giants.
13. roast dinner or burger and chips (fries for our US readers)
I love black bean veggie burgers on olive bread. Give me sweet potato fries, please.
14. classical music or pop
I grew up listening to hippie rock and roll with some harder guitar thrown in. When I hear it, I think of my parents and California. But I love the classical jazz Rob plays when he’s in his zone, working with his hands.
15. sunrise or sunset
Sunrise. I’m most energetic in the daylight hours. Sometimes clouds rule Nebraska skies, though.
16. walk or run
I believe a person misses what’s around them if they run. I move enough to keep in shape.
17. chocolate or crisps (chips for our US readers)
The health food industry has come up with so many flavored chips. I like them all as long as the fat content doesn’t outweigh value from the vegetables. I want my food to be as close to nature as possible.
18. What would you like on your epitaph?
Well that’s one I’ve never thought of before. How morbid is “Here lies Paisley…” What popped into my mind are clichés. Such as, “Love conquers all.” “All we need is love.” “Love makes the world go round.” My children, if I’m blessed to bear any, can come up with whatever. I’ll be looking at Jesus, so I doubt it will matter to me.

Author bio:
A Nebraska country girl, LoRee Peery attempts to see God’s presence every day. Often that gift comes from nature, and she is most relaxed in the outdoors. The call of a cardinal draws her to look for the distinctive flash of crimson. A meadowlark’s melody always transports her to the farm where she grew up. A rainbow holds special significance, since one appeared the day of her father’s funeral and means the promise of the Lord’s presence in her life. She clings to I John 5:4 and prays her family sees that faith. She is author of the Frivolities Series and other stories.


LoRee Peery said…
Paisley and I thank you, Clare, for our visit here with you.
Do mothers have a special day of honor in the UK?
I just received a wonderful early gift, but I can't say what it is quite yet...
Clare Revell said…
You're welcome.
Mother's Day is always the third Sunday in March here.

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