Meet Edison

One of the fun parts about writing is being able to combine fiction with real life. In Caroline’s Purpose, Caroline and Connor work with an abused Thoroughbred stallion named Edison. In real life, Edison is one of my horses. He is not an abused Thoroughbred stallion, but is a very well loved Saddlebred gelding. I chose to base the stallion off of Edison because of how important the real-life Edison is to me. He helped me overcome a lot of fear and showed me what it means to trust again.

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Caroline’s Purpose: Chapter 9

Here is an excerpt from Chapter 9 of Caroline’s Purpose. This was easily one of my favorite chapters to write.

The vibrations of voices and footsteps added to the chaos of the student union. The wind of the day before had brought rain from a tropical storm in Mexico, forcing the students who liked to eat lunch in the open air to come inside. The tables were jam packed, and Connor couldn’t find a place to sit. He clutched the brown paper Burger King sack in his fist as yet another person collided with him.

He sighed and shook it off, lifting his eyes above the jostling heads as he searched for somewhere he could eat. He turned around the corner into the last section of seating and saw an empty seat at a high-top table for two. The girl sitting there was hovering over a textbook, a pen curled in her hand. Her foot and her head bounced up and down in rhythm with the music from her headphones. As she threw her blonde hair over her shoulder, Connor recognized her. He worked his way through the crowd to the edge of the table.

“Caroline? Can I sit here?” Connor grasped the top of the chair with his free hand. Caroline kept her eyes down on the book in front of her, not hearing him over the noise in the union or her headphones. Connor went ahead and scooted the empty chair out, tossing his lunch sack on the table and slinging his backpack off of his shoulder, and over the side of the chair.

Caroline dropped her pen as she jumped, startled by the motion in front of her. She reached up to pull her headphones out.

Connor paused. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to surprise you. I asked if I could sit here, but you didn’t hear me.” Connor pointed to her headphones. “There’s nowhere else to sit. You aren’t waiting on anyone, are you?”

“Oh, no, I’m not. Go ahead. Sorry I didn’t hear you. I was a little wrapped up in Chemistry.” Caroline closed the textbook, leaving her pen in it to mark her page.

“Chemistry or the private concert you had going on in your head?” Connor teased as he sat down. “To me, it looked like you were having more of a dance party than a study session.”

Caroline’s cheeks turned from their normal light pink to a deeper shade of red. She folded her hands in her lap as she sat back in her chair. “Maybe you should eat your lunch before it gets too cold.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right.” Connor grinned as he pulled his burger, fries, and a few napkins out of the bag. He closed his eyes and bowed his head.

Lord, thank you for the rain, I know it’s caused the union to be extra crowded and obnoxious today, but we need the rain here in the desert. It’s also allowed me this chance to sit with Caroline, so please show me how to be a friend to her. And thank you for this food that I am about to eat. In Your name I pray, Amen.

Connor lifted his eyes as he unwrapped his burger. Caroline was staring at him, her expression one of curiosity and sadness.

“You’re a Christian?”

“Yes, I am. What about you?” Connor picked up his food and took a bite.

“Used to be.” Caroline shrugged her shoulders as she tilted her head and smiled with half of her mouth.

Connor thought about her statement as he chewed, trying to figure out how to respond. respond as he swallowed. He swallowed. “Used to be,” he repeated. “Do you want to explain that?”

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Top 100 on Amazon

The ebook edition of Caroline’s Purpose is in the top 100 on Amazon tonight. Remember, you can get your own ebook edition for just $.99 this month on Amazon, Kobo, or Apple Books.

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Caroline’s Purpose: Luna and the Wind

Caroline nodded her head. “Here goes nothing.” She led Luna toward the first cone.

Connor fell into step with her. “Remember what I said, don’t think about the wind. Lead her like you just did and it’ll be over before you know it.”

Caroline didn’t answer as she focused on the cone getting closer with each step. Just one foot in front of the other. That’s all we have to do.

That thought carried their steps to the second cone. Just as Caroline began to ask Luna to trot, the wind howled, lifting Luna’s mane straight off her neck. The filly’s head went straight up in the air as she screeched to a halt. Caroline turned, finding Luna’s gaze locked onto something behind her. The whites of her eyes showed around the black, expressing fear. Caroline looked to see what she was staring at.

The dumpster across the parking lot had blown open. Pieces of trash were racing through the air. A plastic shopping bag was rattling its way straight for Luna.

Caroline froze as the bag dove down and crinkled against Luna’s hind legs. The filly spun around. Caroline gave the rope a quick tug, but it was too late. Luna reared, standing up on her hind legs, pawing the air inches above Caroline’s head with her front hooves…

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Caroline’s Purpose: Doubting God

“Connor watched as Caroline ran her fingers through Edison’s forelock. He could see her mouth moving but couldn’t hear anything she was saying. He leaned into the stall door, in awe as the stallion was already as calm as he had been with her the other day. She did have a gift. A gift that she had given up on because of fear. A gift he wanted to help her rediscover.

‘God, help me here. Give me the right words to talk to her.’ he thought to himself.

“Caroline, can I…?” Connor stopped, and cleared his throat.

Caroline looked over her shoulder at him. “Can you ask me something?” She grinned as she teased him.

“Well… yeah. Sorry. Old habits are hard to break.”

She laughed. “No worries. Do you want to come in here? Maybe hand me his grain bucket, see if he’ll eat?”

Connor nodded as he came into the stall. He grabbed the bucket and stepped over to Caroline and Edison. The stallion perked his ears, looking at the bucket with interest.

Caroline took it from Connor and cradled it in her arms. “Hungry, big guy? You can eat.”

Edison put his head down and began chewing on his dinner. Caroline looked up at Connor, her eyes the happiest he had ever seen. “So, what did you want to ask me?”

Connor reached over and patted Edison on the neck. “Remember when we had lunch in the union? You told me you used to believe in God, but you didn’t want to explain it then. Do you think you could now?”

Caroline looked away from him, her eyes falling to Edison’s ears. Connor watched her blink as she bit her lip. He took a step closer to her.

“I’m sorry. You don’t have to.” Connor put his hand on her arm.

She looked up at him again as she felt his touch. “No, it’s okay. It’s pretty simple.”

“Simple?”

“Yeah.” Caroline shrugged her shoulders. “I’ve had to deal with too much pain and loss to keep believing He cares about me or my future.”

“I can understand that. Completely.” Connor swallowed.

“You can?” Caroline wrinkled her forehead as she looked at him.

“Yeah, I can.” He had asked God to give him the right words to say to her so many times over the last few months. And now, he knew what he had to do. He had to tell Caroline about Emily.”

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Caroline’s Purpose ebook is available for $0.99 all month!

Remember, you can get the ebook version of Caroline’s Purpose for $.99 all month! Here is an excerpt from the novel:  

 

“Caroline? Caroline Davis?” A female voice spoke from beside her. Caroline turned, and  

all of the blood drained from her face. 

“It is you! Honey, how are you? I didn’t realize you had started riding again! Is your  

mom here, too?” The woman pulled Caroline into a hug. Caroline went through the motions  

to hug her back. 

“Hi, Mrs. Richardson,” Caroline muttered into the shoulder of one of her mother’s  

longtime clients. “No, Mom isn’t here.” 

Mrs. Richardson released her from the hug, making eye contact. “What brings you here,  

then?” 

Caroline gulped. “I’m, um, a friend of Connor Taylor’s. He invited me.” 

“Oh, how wonderful! I hear he’s a lovely young man. You’ll have to introduce me to  

him. I have a few horses I want to see, but we’ll have to catch up later, okay? I’ll be sure to find  

you.” She waved at Caroline as she walked away. 

Caroline felt cold, clammy sweat beading at the back of her neck. She looked around  

the barn, searching for the bathroom. She found the sign, right next to the feed room. 

Flipping on the light, she locked the door behind her. She grabbed a paper towel,  

wetting it with cold water from the sink. Placing it on the back of her neck, she closed her eyes 

and forced herself to breathe. 

You should have considered the possibility someone would recognize you. Why are you even  

here? 

Two faces appeared in her head as she asked herself that question. Edison. And Connor. 

Edison needed her. And she was beginning to admit to herself, she needed him, too. He  

was helping her find her way back. 

And Connor. He knew pain and how to overcome it. He had found a purpose. She  

needed him to show her how. 

They were the reasons she was here.  

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Hidden

Folded in, hiding from the outside,

Keeping everything that she can, safe.

Not just her beauty, not just her thoughts,

But her growth, potential, even faith.

The sun, heat, and wind had beat her down.

Without any sign of rain, relief,

She had given up and adjusted,

Accepting her loneliness and grief.

Then the sun shifted, clouds took the heat,

And the wind brought in the needed rain.

She was hesitant, fearful, unsure,

Worried she’d lose, before she could gain.

But the weather stayed patient, kind, sure,

Even through her doubts, her pain, her fear,

He kept peaking through, showing her love,

Reassuring her he was right here.

He saw her, knew her, through the damage,

And treasured, cherished her, and could see

Not just who she had been, or was, but,

Also, always, who she could be.