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February 01, 2018

ZINA ABBOTT is the pen name used by Robyn Echols for her adult Golden Oaks series which includes Family Secrets, the first book in the series, and her historical novels.

Except for the first year of her life, Robyn has lived in California. She started her young life in San Diego and has had gradually moved northward. She has been writing since she was in junior high school.

After working several jobs, including that of being a rural carrier and union steward for the California Rural Letter Carriers' Association, she has spent years learning and teaching family history topics. She enjoys focusing on history from a genealogist's perspective by seeking out the details of everyday life in the past. Several of her family history articles have been published in genealogy magazines.

She resides with her husband in California near the "Gateway to Yosemite." When she is not piecing together novel plots and characters, she enjoys piecing together quilt blocks.

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In 1868, Otto Atwell has a 160 acre homestead near Abilene, Kansas and a limp as a result of an arrow shot in his low back while with the 16th Kansas Cavalry on the Powder River Expedition in 1865. What he doesn’t have is a wife. Then again, what woman would want to marry a cripple?

Libby Jones comes to Junction City as a mail order bride. Not only does the man who sent for her reject her, he tries to sell her to the local brothel to recoup his fee. Otto offers to marry her, but she rejects him in favor of a job with his relatives.

Will Otto’s offer still stand when trouble from Libby’s past catches up with her?

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Snippet:

“Put your brother to work plowing and planting the garden for you. He can bend and stoop better than you can.”

“A truck garden is women’s work, Pa.”

Both Jefferson and Otto turned to face Henry who had returned downstairs and stood in the doorway to the kitchen with a scowl on his face.

Jefferson glared at his son with an expression that brooked no nonsense. “Plowing is men’s work, Son. And when there’s no woman around like in Otto’s case, then men need to put a garden in themselves if they want a decent root cellar of vegetables to eat from over the winter. You’ve helped your mother when you were younger, so you know how to form the furrows and bury the seeds. You do that for your brother, and I don’t want to hear any more about it.”

Shaking his head, Henry stepped into the room and answered with a grudging tone. “All right, I’ll do it.” He turned to Otto. “You need a wife, though, Otto. She’d not only keep this place cleaned up and plant the garden, she’d be able to cook better than you, if that mess left on the stove is any clue to what I can expect for meals the next several weeks.”