A train accident along the Ohio River propels Jasmine O’Neal into Spencer Galloway’s life. His house is closest to the river, so, because she is hurt, she is brought there. Spencer outwardly appears to live a boring life on a small farm, working as the local schoolteacher. He is raising three children that aren’t his own, and he leads a double life as a conductor along the Underground Railroad. The last thing he needs is Jasmine living under his roof and endangering his secrets. She wants to be gone, too, because she is used to a life on the road with a traveling show. Finding the intense man attractive, she tries to ignore her feelings. She was hurt by a bad love affair and doesn’t trust any man, especially one who is clearly hiding something. But their hearts demand to be freed, too, and they realize the only way they can save those they love from the tightening noose of the authorities trying to close down a suspected station along the Railroad is to set aside their pasts and embrace their present . . . and each other.
Herein, for the first time, is revealed the impact and scope of the basic repeating rifle in the Civil War. Well documented, and supported by exciting on-the-spot reports, the author presents convincing evidence that the Spencer seven-shooter was a major factor—possibly the major factor in winding up the war which cost far more American lives than World War II. Christopher Spencer, the inventor and manufacturer, personally demonstrated the arm to President Lincoln on the White House lawn. Lincoln himself did considerable shooting with it, and he was so impressed by the performance of the seven-shooter that he directed procurement by the Ordnance Department. Lee is shown losing at Gettysburg, largely through the multiple-firepower of some 3,500 seven-shooters in the hands of the reorganized Federal cavalry. Seven Spencer-armed regiments are described as blasting a path for Grant out of the Wilderness, and a handful of seven-shooting regiments win Cold Harbor for him in a five-minute charge. Much of Sheridan’s glory in the Shenandoah Valley and Appomattox campaigns is herein transferred to Spencer’s gun and the men who fought with it in the front lines. Sherman, herein the hero of Atlanta and villain of the march to the sea, is taken to task for his inadequate use of the precious gift from the gods of war. The obscure Wilson is brought into the limelight for doing more damage with Sherman’s seven-shooting cavalry in two weeks than Sherman accomplished in four months. Withal, this is compact, hard-hitting, easy-to-read history of the five main Union campaigns of 1864 and 1865, well-seasoned with the incidents of soldier life which lend a quaint flavor to a fascinating phase of American history.
“A fascinating, investigative dive . . . both alarming and enlightening.” — Jane Mayer, author of Dark Money The definitive account of how a group of American Catholic bishops are using “dark money” and allying with ultra-right evangelicals in an attempt to remake America . . . Seasoned Catholic journalist and former war correspondent Mary Jo McConahay tells the story of how the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops have become one of the most formidable and reactionary forces in America — by campaigning to alter democratic institutions under the guise of religious liberty, and allying with major right-wing contributors such as the Kochs. In fact, many of the bishops—two-hundred and twenty-nine men, almost all white and beyond middle age—are such staunch opponents of Pope Francis that some US Catholics fear a schism with Rome. The influence of these bishops can be traced in recent news stories—such was when they maneuvered to deny the Eucharist to pro-choice politicians like President Biden. With their lay partners, the bishops also help shepherd cases into the Supreme Court that change the law of the land, as with Roe v. Wade. But as McConahay details, that’s just the tip of the iceberg. In an investigation reminiscent of Jane Mayer’s Dark Money, she uncovers an ominous and long-term political strategy of attacking secular, liberal democracy by waging war on democratic norms and institutions.
Before Franklin Roosevelt declared December 7 to be a “date which will live in infamy”; before American soldiers landed on D-Day; before the B-17s, B-24s, and B-29s roared over Europe and Asia, there was Willow Run. Located twenty-five miles west of Detroit, the bomber plant at Willow Run and the community that grew up around it attracted tens of thousands of workers from across the United States during World War II. Together, they helped build the nation’s “Arsenal of Democracy,” but Willow Run also became the site of repeated political conflicts over how to build suburbia while mobilizing for total war. In Planning the Home Front, Sarah Jo Peterson offers readers a portrait of the American people—industrialists and labor leaders, federal officials and municipal leaders, social reformers, industrial workers, and their families—that lays bare the foundations of community, the high costs of racism, and the tangled process of negotiation between New Deal visionaries and wartime planners. By tying the history of suburbanization to that of the home front, Peterson uncovers how the United States planned and built industrial regions in the pursuit of war, setting the stage for the suburban explosion that would change the American landscape when the war was won.
For Kamryn Kline, third-generation owner of Serendipity's Simply Sweet Dips Ice Cream Shoppe, a new freezer is essential for her Driftwood Bay business. The unexpected cost could prevent her from making a profit from the summer tourist season. Antique broker Spencer Days witnesses a crime at work and suddenly becomes part of the Witness Protection Program. Whisked away to the isolated island of Driftwood Bay, he's reinvented as David Stone: sanitation worker. Neither Kamryn nor David are looking for attachments, but what happens with warm island winds, hot summer nights, cool ice cream, and starry skies is anyone's guess.
It wasn't called the Bermuda Triangle for nothing! Most people would have enjoyed vacationing in sunny Bermuda after being injured on the job. But for Mariah Conners, the timing couldn't have been worse. She wasn't just an FBI agent, she was a biomedical scientist. And the cancer research she was conducting just might help to save her supervisor's life. But her charismatic partner, Quinn MacAllister, wasn't giving her a choice. She needed a break, and he was going to make sure that she took one. Two glorious weeks of scuba diving, sailing, deep-sea fishing, water skiing, and horseback riding would refresh them both. Then their small charter plane went down in a freak electrical storm, and they found themselves cast adrift in the treacherous Bermuda Triangle with two spoiled teenagers and an elderly retired couple. The remote tropical island that sheltered them was lush and gorgeous--but it also held a deadly secret. And their old enemy, Bryce Spencer, was in hot pursuit! Could Mac and Conners keep their four unlikely companions alive, and escape the mysterious island, before Spencer killed them all?ÿ ~~~~~ÿ Excerptÿ ~~~~~ ?Mac!? Mariah stared in blank horror as the plane?s shattered nose sank beneath the choppy storm-darkened waves, leaving behind only a trail of shimmering bubbles. ?Mac!? Someone was holding her back, pleading with her, clutching her arms in a fierce paralyzing grip. ?Let me go!? she yelled, wrenching free despite the blazing pain in her shoulder. ?He?s my partner!? Saltwater stung her lacerated forehead as she plunged headfirst into the churning waves. She barely even noticed. ?Mac, where are you?? she shouted, awkwardly treading water. ?Mac!? The bubbles were slowly fading away. She had to act now, or it would be too late! She dove, kicking hard, following the plane?s lazy descent. Icy darkness enveloped her. Her lungs began to ache and fiery spots danced before her eyes, yet still she struggled deeper. She couldn?t give up, she just couldn?t! More rising air bubbles suddenly exploded in her face, blinding her. Then her groping fingers brushed against something slippery. Mac?s leather jacket! One last frantic surge of energy moved her weakening legs, propelling her upward again, dragging his heavy weight behind her. She couldn?t give up, she couldn?t? Please, Mac, don?t die! Cold rain suddenly lashed against her upturned face. Sputtering, she sucked in deep breaths of precious air. Lightning flared overhead, painfully bright against her dilated eyes. The iron bands constricting her chest slowly eased as she fought to keep Mac?s sagging head above the waves. ?Over here!? Reuben?s lilting voice cut through the howling wind, and she caught a brief glimpse of his pale face through the churning spray. ?We?re over here! Hurry!? Thunder rumbled in her ears as the heavy waves knocked her back and forth. Frigid water cascaded over her head, and she resurfaced with a strangled cough. Fresh pain lanced through her shoulder as she clumsily splashed toward the heaving orange raft. Her legs were going numb from the bitter cold, and she was so tired?but she had to keep trying! Mac?s life depended on her! Something hard stung her flailing hand. A rope? She wrapped stiffening fingers around it, and felt the waves tug harder in protest as the raft suddenly jolted closer. New energy surged through her aching frame when Reuben?s fingers locked around Mac?s limp arm, and pulled hard. ?Hurry!? she shouted. ?He?s not breathing!? Esther leaned out perilously far to help, and slowly they hauled his long body into the raft. Then it was Conners? turn, and she wanted to sob with relief as the ocean reluctantly loosened its death-grip on her thrashing legs. Mac was sprawled face-down in the sloshing raft. ?Help me roll him over!? she gasped, clutching her throbbing arm with bleeding fingers. Oh God, his lips were blue, and his open eyes were glazed. ?He can?t die, not yet!? Esther braced herself against the rolling waves, and pressed shaking fingers against his cold throat. ?He still has a pulse!? she shouted. ?It?s slow, but he?s still alive!? Both teenagers looked shell-shocked, too dazed to react. Conners ignored them, and focused on her partner?s deathly pale face. ?Come on, Mac, come on!? she chanted, thrusting hard against his inert diaphragm. ?Breathe!? Helpful hands steadied her as she bent to force air down his windpipe. Again. And again! Breathe, thrust? Breathe, thrust? Breathe, thrust? Suddenly his limp body convulsed, and a gush of salty water erupted from his open mouth. Conners tilted his head to one side and let the water drain. ?Breathe, Mac!? she ordered, pushing hard against his ribs one last time. ?Come on, damn it! Breathe!? He jerked again, and this time she heard the sweet rush of air filling his lungs. His chest began to rise and fall in a slow, rhythmic cadence as his taut muscles relaxed. Slowly his eyes flickered open, and he focused on her tear-streaked face. ?Hey!? His pale lips twitched into a faint teasing grin as they formed soundless words. ?You weren?t worried about me, were you?? For one crazy moment, she didn?t know whether to hit him or kiss him. Regulations be damned, this was a moment when she needed to touch him, just to reassure herself that he was still alive! ?Jesus, Mac, I thought I?d lost you! Don?t you ever do that to me again!? Lightning flashed overhead. He tried to push himself up on one elbow, but she laid a restraining hand on his chest. ?Lie still! You need rest!? Another huge wave crashed into the raft, drenching them with icy spray. Reuben wrapped his fingers tighter around the support rope, and leaned close enough to shout in her ear. ?How long will this storm last?? His aging face was drawn with fear. ?The raft is filling up with water fast!? ?Emergency rafts are built to handle a lot of water!? she yelled back. ?Just hang on!? Suddenly the black clouds and shrieking winds vanished. For one ageless, nauseating moment, the entire world seemed to whirl in dizzying spirals. Then a soft, warm rain began to patter down around them. ?Mac!? She bolted upright and stared wildly around. ?What the hell?? ?I don?t know!? It was impossible. Fierce squalls didn?t just appear and then disappear in the blink of an eye. But the violent electrical storm was gone. The gigantic crashing waves were gone. And as they watched in stunned disbelief, the hazy gray clouds overhead simply melted away, and the golden sun began to shine down from a perfectly clear blue sky. The ocean around them was calm, gentle?and empty. The other life raft was nowhere to be seen.
What if the best sex you ever had was… 200 years ago? After breaking off her engagement, Natalie Bowman finds herself in the 1800s being auctioned off as a sex slave! She's even more shocked when the highest bidder is Andrew Greenwood—the fiance she dumped. 80 years ago? Uptight Sylvia Preston is terrified when she time travels to a twenties party. But when Tucker Green gets her dirty dancing, Sylvia wants to see just how uninhibited she can be—in bed with Tucker. 60 years ago? When history student Betty Kroger is transported to WWII, it feels right—and even more right to show sailor John Stevens what sex is like twenty-first-century style! Those Were the Days by Julie Kenner Pistols at Dawn by Nancy Warren Time After Time by Jo Leigh
A raw and funny memoir about sex, dating, and relationships in the digital age, intertwined with a brilliant investigation into the challenges to love and intimacy wrought by dating apps, by firebrand New York Times–bestselling author Nancy Jo Sales At forty-nine, famed Vanity Fair writer Nancy Jo Sales was nursing a broken heart and wondering, “How did I wind up alone?” On the advice of a young friend, she downloaded Tinder, then a brand-new dating app. What followed was a raucous ride through the world of online dating. Sales, an award-winning journalist and single mom, became a leading critic of the online dating industry, reporting and writing articles and making her directorial debut with the HBO documentary Swiped: Hooking Up in the Digital Age. Meanwhile, she was dating a series of younger men, eventually falling in love with a man less than half her age. Nothing Personal is Sales’s memoir of coming-of-middle-age in the midst of a new dating revolution. She is unsparingly honest about her own experience of addiction to dating apps and hilarious in her musings about dick pics, sexting, dating FOMO, and more. Does Big Dating really want us to find love, she asks, or just keep on using its apps? Fiercely feminist, Nothing Personal investigates how Big Dating has overwhelmed the landscape of dating, cynically profiting off its users’ deepest needs and desires. Looking back through the history of modern courtship and her own relationships, Sales examines how sexism has always been a factor for women in dating, and asks what the future of courtship will bring, if left to the designs of Silicon Valley’s tech giants—especially in a time of social distancing and a global pandemic, when the rules of romance are once again changing.
Welding Technical Communication explores the teaching and learning of welding through two narratives. The personal narrative relates the author’s experience as a woman learning how to weld. The academic narrative draws upon scaffolded learning theory to examine how four welding teachers’ verbal and nonverbal communication—their tutoring strategies and their gestures—facilitated students’ embodied knowledge and enculturation into a community of practice. This book fills a gap in technical communication research: we do not fully understand how teachers’ pedagogical technical communication scaffolds students’ learning within the skilled trades. Novel in its approach and coverage, Welding Technical Communication will interest researchers in technical communication and technical education.
Packed with compelling stories from various industries and disciplines, 'Think Again' offers illuminating insights on the potential flaws in how we all make decisions.
This light-hearted but engrossing, irresistible novel is the perfect read for a holiday or a cosy night in! Brilliant for fans of Jilly Cooper, Catherine Alliott or Lucy Diamond. 'More essential than suncream in your beach bag this summer . . . Sexy, glamorous and fun' - HEAT Readers love it: 'You just can't put down Carnegie books - a brilliant author.' -- ***** Reader review 'Packed with humour, twists and great characters, this book was my chosen holiday read!' -- ***** Reader review 'Well worth reading, the style and storyline are great and it makes you want to keep turning the pages - what more could you ask for in a book?' -- ***** Reader review 'Another Carnegie Corker!' -- ***** Reader review *********************************************************** FOR THE PERFECT LIFE . . . YOU MAY HAVE TO BREAK SOME RULES I'm Vanessa Powell. People think they know me because I'm famous. They think I've got the world at my feet and the husband every woman wants to marry. But fame can be a lonely place and the perfect marriage can be even lonelier. Now someone's come into my life who makes me feel alive. For the first time ever, I'm thinking about what I really want. No matter what the consequences.
A thrilling new historical romance from the New York Times bestselling author of The Secret Wedding When Arabella Barstowe is kidnapped, she believes her life and virtue are forfeit-until she's rescued by the notorious rogue Captain Rose. Bella never expects to see him again. But years later she learns the wicked truth behind her abduction, and she seeks out the only man who can help her take revenge. What she doesn't know is that Captain Rose is just a disguise for the formidable Duke of Ithorne, who is intrigued to hear from the mysterious woman from his past. Their lives are soon entangled by danger and a growing forbidden passion.
In the last 15 to 20 years, writing centers have placed greater importance on tutor training, focusing on teaching tutors best practices in fostering student writers’ engagement and writing skills. Writing Center Talk over Time explores the importance of writing center talk and demonstrates the efficacy of tutor training. The book uses corpus-driven analysis and discourse analysis to examine the changes in writing center talk over time to provide a baseline understanding of the very heart of writing center work: the talk that unfolds between tutors and student writers. It is this talk that, at its best, motivates student writers to continue to improve their writing and scaffolds their learning and that makes tutors proud of the service that they provide. The methods and analysis of this study are intended to inform other researchers so that they may conduct further research into the efficacy of writing center talk.
Ideas in Argument provides everything a teacher needs for a successful and fully aligned AP® Language course. Each Unit includes brief, approachable skill workshops aligned to each Big Idea in the Course and Exam Description and to AP® Classroom.
Harvest Smith, better known as Harvey, has been the lead singer of the band Harvest Moon since she was 17 years old. As she turns 30, she begins to question what has she accomplished with her life. There is the number one hit when she was 19. Is that all she is ever going to be, a One-Hit Wonder? As she starts to question the things in her life, it spirals out of control. Her manager and ex-fiance, Mitch believes that she is faking the medical issues that may force the band off the road. Her band thinks that she is suffering from exhaustion. She doesn't know what is happening, but she knows that there is something wrong. She is convinved that whatever killed her mother in her thirties has come to kill her. But what about love? Can she gain enough control of her life to see what is really there before she runs out of time? Or should she continue to blindly except what life has given her since she is convinced her days are numbered?
Australia has one of the largest inventories of rock art in the world with pictographs and petroglyphs found almost anywhere that has suitable rock surfaces – in rock shelters and caves, on boulders and rock platforms. First Nations people have been marking these places with figurative imagery, abstract designs, stencils and prints for tens of thousands of years, often engaging with earlier rock markings. The art reflects and expresses changing experiences within landscapes over time, spirituality, history, law and lore, as well as relationships between individuals and groups of people, plants, animals, land and Ancestral Beings that are said to have created the world, including some rock art. Since the late 1700s, people arriving in Australia have been fascinated with the rock art they encountered, with detailed studies commencing in the late 1800s. Through the 1900s an impressive body of research on Australian rock art was undertaken, with dedicated academic study using archaeological methods employed since the late 1940s. Since then, Australian rock art has been researched from various perspectives, including that of Traditional Owners, custodians and other community members. Through the 1900s, there was also growing interest in Australian rock art from researchers across the globe, leading many to visit or migrate to Australia to undertake rock art research. In this volume, the varied histories of Australian rock art research from different parts of the country are explored not only in terms of key researchers, developments and changes over time, but also the crucial role of First Nations people themselves in investigations of this key component of their living heritage.
Feminist concern with difference has rarely extended to rurality even if it is now widely recognized that experiences of inequality depend on intersections of several identities in each individual life. This lack of concern may reflect the urban background of the majority of feminist academics or at least their urban positionality once in the academy. It may equivalently be that feminists have been influenced by stereotypes of rural women as traditional and reactionary, and thus seen them as unlikely exponents of gender equality, and an unfruitful focus for scholarly energies. Perhaps the problem is a broader one, that is, reflective of the much documented, but still apparent unwillingness of many feminists to recognize and address difference in any of its manifestations. Regardless, even with the recent interest in intersectionality which has necessarily renewed and reenergized debates in feminism about diversity and inclusion, the question of how women are differently positioned because of their non-metropolitan location has remained largely overlooked.
They always win the halftime. Members of the Fightin' Texas Aggie Band, embodying the spirit, camaraderie, and excellence of the school they represent, have marched and played proudly for one hundred years. Here is the story of the music, the precision, the tradition of that exceptional band. Illustrated with 121 black and white photographs and eight pages of color pictures of bands and band members past and present, this lively history pays tribute to the bandmasters and musicians who have made the organization the pulse of the spirit of Aggieland. Organized around the tenure of its founder, Joseph Holick, and its directors--Richard J. Dunn, E. V. Adams, Joe T. Haney, and Ray E. Toler, the men who became "The Colonel" to generations of Aggie Band members--the book marches through a century of tradition and excellence. From the birth of the band, through the development of its marching style and its stirring, distinctive music, to its most recent triumphs of precision maneuvers and military music, the story is as bold and bright as the band itself. War years, fish bands, boots, band lyres, corps trips, parades, and other traditions known and loved by former band members and other former students of Texas A&M University fill the book's pages. An appendix lists all of the band's seven thousand-plus present and former members. This is a story of the determination, discipline, and enduring pride that rests deep in the heart of those young men and women who have been tough enough, proud enough, and good enough to be "The Noble Men of Kyle.
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