A Lasting Impression (Belmont Mansion Series #1)

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Claire Laurent's greatest aspiration is to paint something that will bring her acclaim. Yet her father insists she work as a copyist. A forger. When she's forced to flee her home, her path collides with attorney Sutton Monroe, who shows her kindness by not turning her in to authorities. But when he later refuses to come to her aid, Claire fears she's sorely misjudged him. Finding herself among the elite of Nashville society, Claire believes her dream of creating a lasting impression in the world of art is within ...

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Overview

Claire Laurent's greatest aspiration is to paint something that will bring her acclaim. Yet her father insists she work as a copyist. A forger. When she's forced to flee her home, her path collides with attorney Sutton Monroe, who shows her kindness by not turning her in to authorities. But when he later refuses to come to her aid, Claire fears she's sorely misjudged him. Finding herself among the elite of Nashville society, Claire believes her dream of creating a lasting impression in the world of art is within reach—but only if her past remains hidden.

The Federal Army destroyed Sutton's home, confiscated his land, and threatens to destroy his family's honor. His determination to reclaim what belongs to him reveals a truth that may cost him more than he ever imagined—as well as the woman he loves.

Set at Nashville's historic Belmont Mansion, a stunning antebellum manor built by Adelicia Acklen, A Lasting Impression is a sweeping love story about a nation mending after war, the redemption of those wounded, and the courage of a man and woman to see themselves—and each other—for who they really are.

"Tamera Alexander has once again written a novel rich in storytelling and history, peopled with living, breathing characters who made me laugh, and cry. Better than sweet tea on a veranda, A Lasting Impression is a winner. I want to live at Belmont!"—Francine Rivers, New York Times bestselling author of Redeeming Love

"Tamera Alexander paints vivid scenes, not with oils on canvas but with words on the page...A lovely story, sure to please anyone who treasures a good romance."—Liz Curtis Higgs, New York Times bestselling author of Mine Is the Night

"To put it simply: This book is a full-on HIT. Belmont's history is fascinating and provides a rich setting for historical romance. The author has placed a diverse palette of colorful characters within her heady setting, but among them none is quite as vibrantly drawn as The Lady of Belmont herself, Mrs. Adelicia Acklen." - Serena Chase, USA Today

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Alexander (Within My Heart) has crafted a cleverly designed story line featuring an artist, Claire Laurent, who is forced to paint forgeries. Claire’s art gallery owner father forces her to comply with his illegal activities and then dies, leaving her to fend for herself. Claire finds shelter with a compassionate minister and his wife before landing a position with Mrs. Adelicia Acklen, the richest woman in America in the 1860s. Claire also meets Sutton Monroe, a young lawyer who is obsessed with righting the wrongful death of his father, but who is growing increasingly interested in Claire—and her past. Through painful pangs of conscience and events out of Claire’s control, she has to decide if she is willing to hide her past or admit her mistakes to those who’ve shown nothing but goodwill toward her. Alexander does a lovely job of representing the historical details of this time in American history without letting the facts distract from a tenderly told love story. (Nov.)
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Claire Laurent is a gifted artist who is forced to paint forgeries by her scheming father. Eventually, she flees New Orleans for Nashville, where she accepts a position working for Mrs. Adelicia Acklen, the richest woman in post-Civil War America. Hiding from her past, Claire is thrust into Nashville's upper echelon, where she meets Sutton Monroe, a lawyer bent on avenging his father's murder. VERDICT Rich in period details and set in Nashville's historic Belmont Mansion, this historical romance by RITA and Christy Award winner Alexander (The Inheritance) is a sure bet for fans of Tracie Peterson and Melanie Dobson. [60,000-copy first printing.]
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780764206221
  • Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 11/1/2011
  • Series: Belmont Mansion Series , #1
  • Pages: 432
  • Sales rank: 240,525
  • Product dimensions: 5.82 (w) x 8.32 (h) x 1.16 (d)

Meet the Author

Tamera Alexander is a bestselling, award-winning novelist whose deeply drawn characters, thoughtprovoking plots, and poignant prose resonate with readers worldwide. She and her husband live in Nashville, Tennessee, where they enjoy life with their two adult children and Tammy's father.

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A Lasting Impression


By Tamera Alexander

Bethany House Publishers

Copyright © 2011 Tamera Alexander
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-7642-0622-1


Chapter One

French Quarter, New Orleans, Louisiana September 7, 1866

Claire Laurent studied the finished canvas on the easel before her, and though masterpiece hardly described it, she knew the painting was her best yet. So why the disappointment inside her? The fiendish fraudulence trickling its way through her like tiny beads of sweat beneath layers of crinoline and lace. She ran a hand through her curls and dropped the soiled paintbrush into a cup of turpentine, full well knowing why. And knowing only deepened her guilt.

Her gaze fell to the lower right-hand corner of the canvas, the one reserved for the artist's signature. She hadn't yet been able to bring herself to sign this one. Not with that name. Because of all the landscapes and still lifes and portraits shed painted, none had truly felt like hers ...

Until this one.

A breeze, moist and swollen, heavy with the certainty of rain, wafted in through the open second-story window, and she peered from her bedroom over the town, breathing in the tang of salty air moving in from the gulf. She viewed the Vieux Carré below, the Old Square shed painted so many times she could close her eyes and still see every detail—the rows of pastel-colored buildings clustered together and edging the narrow streets, their balconies of decorative black cast iron boasting hanging baskets that cascaded with late summer blooms. The combination lent a charm and beauty unique to this part of the city.

No wonder shed fallen in love with New Orleans so quickly, despite the hardship of recent months.

The steady tick-tick-tick of the clock on the mantel marked the seconds, and she released her breath with practiced ease. She rose from her stool and stretched, paying the toll for retiring so late in recent evenings and for rising so early, but there was no avoiding it. This painting had taken longer to complete than she'd estimated.

Much longer, as her father kept reminding her.

Almost half past two, and she needed to "take leave of the gallery no later than three" as her father had insisted. She knew she shouldn't allow his request to bother her. It wasn't the first time he'd demanded she leave while he "conferred" with gallery patrons. And it wasn't as if she didn't know what he was doing during that time. What they did as a family business.

His increasing agitation in recent weeks wasn't helping her attitude toward him, however. Though not a gentle man, by any means, he wasn't customarily given to a sharp tongue. But in recent days a single look from him could have sliced bread hot from the oven.

"Claire Elise? Où es-tu?"

She stiffened at his voice. "Oui, Papa. I'm up here."

She glanced back at the canvas, fighting the ridiculous urge to hide it. Something within her didn't want him to see the painting. Not yet. And—if it had been within her control—not ever. Maybe she could tell him it wasn't finished yet. But one look at her, and Papa would know. Pretense was a skill she'd never mastered—not like he had.

Hurried steps coming up the stairwell told her there wasn't enough time to stash the painting in the empty space behind the wardrobe, and throwing a drape over it was out of the question with the final brushstrokes only moments old. Maybe if she told him how much this particular painting meant to her, he would let her keep it.

But she had a feeling that conversation would go much like the one six months ago, following her mother's passing—when she'd told him, as forcefully as she dared, that she didn't want to paint "like this" anymore. Her father had never struck her, but she'd sensed he'd wanted to in that moment, and she hadn't considered broaching the subject again.

Until now.

"Ah ..." His footsteps halted in the doorway behind her. "Finally, you have finished, non?"

His tone, less strident than earlier that morning, tempted her to hope for an improvement in his mood. "Yes ... I've finished." Readying herself for his reaction—and critical critique—she stepped to one side, a tangle of nerves tightening her insides.

He stared. Then blinked. Once, twice. "Jardins de Versailles ... again." A muscle tightened in his jaw. "This is not the painting upon which we agreed." He looked at her, then back at the canvas. Keen appraisal sharpened his expression. "But ... it does show some improvement."

Claire felt her nerves easing at the merest hint of praise. Until she saw it....

That familiar flicker in his eyes. Her father appreciated art, in his own way, but he was a businessman at heart. His pride in her artistic talent ran a losing footrace with the profit he hoped to make through selling her paintings.

Her paintings ...

The irony of that thought settled like a stone in her chest, which sent an unexpected—and dangerous—ripple of courage through her. "Papa, I ..." The words fisted tight in her throat, and he wasn't even looking at her yet. "I need to speak with you about something. Something very important to me. I know you're not—"

His hand went up, and she flinched.

But he seemed not to notice. "This isn't the landscape we agreed for you to paint this time, nor is it what I described to the patron, but—" He studied her rendering of Louis the XIV's palace and the surrounding gardens, then gave an exaggerated sigh. "Given we are out of time, and that the patron very much desires to own a François-Narcisse Brissaud ... it will have to do." He nodded succinctly, as though deciding within himself at that very moment.

"Yes. I'm certain I can convince him of its worth. After all"—he smiled to himself—"the larger galleries in Paris often ship the wrong painting. But next time, Claire ..." He looked down at her, his gaze stern. "You must render, to the smallest detail, the painting upon which we have agreed."

Claire searched his face. His words stung, on so many levels. But the most disturbing ... "You've secured a buyer for this painting? Before they've even seen it?"

A satisfied smile tipped his mouth as his focus moved back to her work. "I told you this would happen. Word is spreading. After two years of tireless effort, our humble little gallery is finally earning the recognition it deserves in this city. As well as our patrons' trust, as I knew it would, given time. And my negotiating skills." His head tilted to one side. "Though I must admit, your mixture of lighter and darker shades, the hues in the garden, the way you blended them this time ... I see you took my advice to heart."

Claire said nothing, having learned that was best when it came to comments about taking his counsel.

His expression turned placating. "If I were to stand closer"—he did just—that "I am almost certain I could catch a whiff of lilac warmed by the noonday sun."

He stilled, and she followed his gaze to the lower left corner of the painting. The added detail was subtle, so subtle one might miss it if not looking. So she wasn't surprised it had taken him so long to notice.

"Abella ..." His voice barely audible, her mother's name on his lips sounded more like a prayer than any Claire had ever heard. Not that she'd heard many, and never from him. "Y- you ... painted her," he whispered.

Emotion stung Claire's eyes, prompted as much by the halting break in his voice as from missing the woman in the portrait. She'd painted her maman barefoot on the cobbled pathway, half hidden behind a lilac bush, a basket of flowers dangling from one arm. Her chin was raised ever so slightly as though she were looking for someone, waiting for them. And her cascade of auburn curls, mirrored in Claire's own, lifted in the imagined breeze.

Claire stared at the image of her mother until the delicate brushstrokes blurred into a pool of color. Ten years had passed since that afternoon at Versailles, their last visit to the palace before leaving Paris, and France, forever. She'd been nine at the time, but the memory of afternoons spent there with her parents—wandering the gardens, nurturing childish dreams of what it would be like to live in such a place—had nestled deep, and were still so vivid to her senses. The air fragrant with blossoms, nature's symphony in the rustle of the trees, the thriving sea of color—every detail locked away, secure.

Memories of those days were the happiest of her life. And those of the past six months ... the loneliest.

She thought shed been prepared for her mother's death. For over a year, she'd watched the sickness devour her from the inside out. And while she felt relief knowing her mother wasn't hurting anymore, there were days when a void, murky and dark, yawned so wide and fathomless inside her that she feared it would swallow her whole.

"She was so beautiful." Her father's voice was fragile, weary beyond his forty-two years. He reached out as if to touch the painting, then stopped. His hand trembled.

Claire looked at him more closely. The shadows beneath his eyes ... How long had those been there? And the furrows in his brow. Etched by regret, perhaps? And worry, most certainly. But worry about what? Rent being late again? Selling the expensive pieces of art he'd purchased on credit, and against her better judgment?

She looked back at the painting. "I didn't plan on including her in the painting, Papa. She just ... appeared ... from the tip of my brush."

For the longest moment, he said nothing. Then his breath left him in a long, slow sigh. "The truth of a painting must first be birthed in the artist's heart before it can be given life on the canvas."

Claire felt a quickening inside her. Her mother's first lesson in painting ... but from long ago. She couldn't believe he remembered. She, on the other hand, remembered everything her mother had taught her. If only she'd inherited Abella Laurent's giftedness. Her mother had insisted she had, and more so. But Papa had made it clear she hadn't.

He'd never said it outright, of course—that nothing she did was ever quite good enough. Yet she knew he thought it, just the same. She knew it by what he didn't say.

Her father's hand moved at his side, and in a briefly lived dream, Claire imagined he was going to cradle the side of her face, as she'd always wanted him to do, as her mother had told her he used to do, but Claire couldn't remember back that far. She waited, breath trapped in her throat, feeling less like a woman and more like a child.

He turned away. "I miss her too" he whispered. "Never think that I don't."

Feeling foolish, telling herself she should have known better, Claire bowed her head to hide the hurt. "I don't think that, Papa."

There had been times in earlier years when shed questioned the love between her parents. But mainly her father's love for her mother. In the final days, especially. When it became apparent that the medicine wasn't working and the doctors had given up hope, and when Claire had pleaded with him to send her mother to a sanitarium. "People like Maman go there and some of them get better," she'd told him. But his anger had erupted. "Those places cost money, Claire Elise! Money we don't have. Unless you can paint in her stead. Faster and better than you're doing now."

So she'd worked, night and day, for months on end. Caring for her mother as her mother continued to instruct her—just as she had since Claire was a little girl—sometimes from bed, when her mother was too tired to sit or stand. But in the end, no matter how much Claire pleaded or how much she painted, Papa had held his ground, and her mother had died in this very room.

Her father cleared his throat. "Fortunately for you, of the seventeen times Brissaud painted Jardins de Versailles, he included a different detail in each."

Claire nodded, aware of that fact, as he well knew. And also aware that everyone of the seventeen original Jardins de Versailles—plus the four shed painted before this one-were in circulation. If anyone ever devised a way for those four, soon to be five, proud owners of a François-Narcisse Brissaud "original" purchased from the European Masters Art Gallery in New Orleans to know details about the other seventeen ...

Her father gestured to the clock on the mantel, then looked pointedly back at her before descending the staircase.

Claire retrieved her reticule and turned to follow him, then glanced back at the painting. Not giving herself time to think about the consequences, she grabbed a brush, dipped it in paint, and signed the portrait—with her name—hand shaking as she did. She'd have to change it later, she knew.

But for now, seeing her name on something she was so proud of—and knowing Papa wouldn't like it—felt good, if not a bit rebellious.

As she passed through the kitchen, she saw that the door leading into the art gallery had been left open—something Papa never permitted. Stepping through that door was like stepping into another world. Plush rugs and bronze chandeliers, oil paintings and sculptures, burgundy silk paper lining the gallery walls that matched the velvet cloths draping the tables. Every item purchased on credit when they moved into this building two years earlier, and purchased with the intent of creating an air of affluence and wealth, however flimsy and paper-thin that veneer.

Confronted again by the stark differences between the gallery and the living quarters, Claire paused at the back door. Hand on the latch, she summoned courage. "Papa ... about the painting I finished today. I'd very much like to discuss with you about keep—"

"No. It's out of the question."

Unexpected heat shot up through her chest. "But this one is special. To me, at least. I'll paint another one, faster, exactly as you detail. Whatever you—"

"The answer is no!" Anger darkened his features. "The painting is already sold."

"But it has Maman—"

"We need the money, Claire Elise! Creditors are waiting to be paid, and your dawdling has cost me dearly. Yet again."

Knowing she was already treading dangerous ground, she pushed a little further. "I have another painting, Papa. One of my own, which I haven't shown you yet. Perhaps the patron might—"

"He wants a Brissaud! Have I not made that clear enough for you?" Fury mottled his throat a deep red. "Our patrons are not interested in the trite, inconsequential renderings of a—" As though hearing the harsh bite of his own voice, he exhaled and shook his head. "I'm sorry, Claire. But it's done. There's nothing left to discuss. In time, perhaps we can sell your own paintings. But for now, your talent simply lacks any ... unique quality. Nurturing talent takes time. You're best served to stay with copying for now. You do that quite well."

Bitterness tinged her mouth, and Claire felt an unexplained severing deep inside her. She wanted to respond, but she wanted not to cry even more, and if she opened her mouth now—

"You must understand ..." He squeezed his eyes tight. "This is what we've been working toward all these years. Having our own gallery, making a name for ourselves."

"Yes, Papa. A name. But our name. Our work Not someone else's, where we—"

"Think of your mother and how hard she worked. For us as a family. For you."

His expression took on a tenderness Claire barely recognized, and one she didn't fully trust.

"Your maman sacrificed so much to give you this gift, Claire. And a better life in America. Why do you think we came here? Why do you think we both worked so hard all those years? It was all for you...."

She'd heard all of this before, and while she was grateful for everything her mother—and father—had given her, she also knew their efforts hadn't been only for her benefit. They were for his. Her mother had said as much. Her mother had said a great many things in those last days. Whether it was the laudanum speaking or the truth finally breaking free, Claire couldn't be sure.

But she wanted to believe that her father had her best interests at heart. After all, he was her papa.

Staring up at him, seeing the hard set of his shoulders, his iron resolve, she felt the fight within her drain away. She opened the door, then remembered and held out her hand, feeling like a beggar and resenting him all the more for it.

(Continues...)



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  • Posted January 14, 2012

    Another solid, interesting historical novel

    Tamera Alexander has once again written an entertaining, solidly researched historical novel, this time focusing on late 19th century Nashville. The main characters and the supporting characters are well developed, and the writing is solid. The plot is well thought out and interesting; nothing feels contrived. Claire Laurent, Sutton Monroe, and Adelicia Acklen, the main characters, have the same doubts, fears, heartaches, and joys that many of us experience, and by the end of the book they feel like friends with whom I’d like to spend more time. The setting at Belmont Mansion provides an interesting historical backdrop, and it was fun to learn more about the social mores and societal expectations of that era. Kudos also to Bethany House for the cover design – the dress and pose described on pages 332-3 are wonderfully depicted on the front cover. I’m looking forward to the next book in this series!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 24, 2014

    Great book

    Kept my interest. Great read. I would recommend this book.

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  • Posted July 11, 2014

    There is so much about this book to love! Richly drawn characte

    There is so much about this book to love! Richly drawn characters, growing relationships, and fascinating history are in full swing as you spend time at Belmont Mansion with Claire and Sutton. Really love the emphasis on Claire's personal courage, how she grows when given the opportunity to use her God-given gifts, how she is drawn to the One who really loves her and gives her the strength to be honest in all her ways. The villains have their place in the story, but do not overwhelm the reader. I was grateful for that balance and the way the author compares Claire's painfully dysfunctional family with the loving family as led by Adelicia. The timing in the story line is just so perfect. The descriptions of Belmont and Adelicia Acklyn are riveting and inspired me to look for images. So fun to see what was inspiring to Tamera as she wrote this lovely story. Strength, courage, forgiveness, loyalty, compassion, hope, and love of all things beautiful - great or small. Highly recommend this one. Just ordered #2 in the series and cannot wait to read it! You will want to go to Nashville and see Belmont after you read this - a terrific story!

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  • Posted April 19, 2014

    Tamera Alexander certainly made "A Lasting Impression"

    Tamera Alexander certainly made "A Lasting Impression" with this novel! As a reader you can tell that she did a lot of research in preparation for writing this book. The way that she described the Belmont Estate as well as all of the art within, you were able to clearly picture it as if you were there in person. Mrs. Adelicia Acklen was such a wonderful and inspirational woman that had experienced so much in her life. But even with all of the sorrow, she never lost her connection with God. She certainly was a woman born ahead of her time. Adelicia is a great reminder that no matter how hard a task may seem, believe in yourself and give your trust to God and He will guide you in the right direction. 




    Claire and Sutton had a wonderful relationship, they really complemented each other. I loved getting to know them individually as well as watching their feelings for each other bloom into something beautiful. I hope that there will be more books in the Belmont series.

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  • Posted December 16, 2013

    Absolutely loved this book. Fascinating characters, an intricate

    Absolutely loved this book. Fascinating characters, an intricate plot, and a setting full of history that comes alive make for a memorable story. Tamara Alexander has written a beautiful story that touches the heart and lingers in your thoughts.

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  • Posted October 8, 2013

    I Felt As Though I Was There!

    This is the second book I've read by this author and I can't say enough good things about her ability to write, she takes you in from the first page and leaves you wanting more on the last page. This story takes place at Belmont and is so descriptive that you feel as though you are right there in the mansion and exploring its grounds. I just knew I saw the wallpaper on the walls and the furniture in the rooms, personally met all the servants and was involved in every activity taking place there. What a wonderful escape this book provided. I'll be looking for more of Tamera Alexander's books, they are like taking a wonderful vacation without ever leaving home! Without the least hesitation, I highly recommend this book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 30, 2013

    Great story

    Tamera Alexander writes excellent stories. They are all full of humbling experiences with timeless threads of history,discovery, romance, and faith. I have enjoyed all her stories so far and look forward towards more!

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    Posted March 16, 2013

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 3, 2013

    Loved it!

    Loved this book!

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    Posted March 1, 2013

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 4, 2013

    Loved it

    Awesome

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    Posted March 16, 2013

    Adeline to emma

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 30, 2013

    Love

    This book is set in the perfect place during an amazing time period of American history. Alexander makes you fall in love with a hard working girl who didn't start off on the best foot when coming to the states. Weaving in actual things from the Bellmont mansion makes this feel like a long lost story misplaced from the history books. I love the romance, drama, and the history portrayed so well in Alexander's best book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 30, 2012

    Loved it

    I loved this book and all of this author. It really spoke to my heart, knowing whatever we do we leave a lasting impression. Not only to those around you, but aleo those you my not know you are touching, and that whatever we are doing we must live authentic lives of faith that do point others to JESUS. Thank you Tamara for this book, I look forward to your next book.

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  • Posted July 23, 2012

    One of the best I've read!

    What a wonderful romantic novel! Tamara Alexander has a special talent for drawing you along the characters' journey that makes the reader become attached emotionally to the story. I couldn't wait to pick this book up at the end of each day (and would have read all day if I could have!)!! I will definitely be buying and reading more of Tamara Alexander!

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  • Posted June 3, 2012

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    A True Christian Historical-Fiction Novel

    With extremely realistic characters, gorgeous settings, and a shiny ribbon of history woven in, A Lasting Impression was carefully created to showcase a truly wonderful story. Tamera Alexander swirled just the right ingredients into this Belmont Mansion Novel.. A girl afraid of the surfacing of her past, a man with regrets from his own past and hopes for his future, a wealthy-beyond-imaginition woman with a curt hospitality, and even a touch of mystery... An innocent romance swells and deepens by the end of the book, giving the romantic-at-hearts something else to love about this novel.

    From Sutton Monroe's blunt honesty to Claire Laurent's shy uncertainty, the characters were very thoroughly developed. I could vividly envision each one's actions and followed the story very well because of the author's enthusiasm for describing. And when Adelicia Acklen directly--and very intensely--met Claire's eyes, I could almost feel the humility, embarrassment, or incompetence resulting from such an intimidating stare!

    The author's writing style is unique, though odd for me at times, but all in all, it worked nicely with the storyline. I felt that the middle was a little long and maybe too drawn out. In the end, though, the novel came together artfully and completely. I could clearly see that the author thought out the details and characters of her story prior to writing it.

    As I mentioned previously, even though there is an underlying love story within the book, I would not consider A Lasting Impression to be a romance novel. It is more of a historical and a story of redemption.


    I have learned that Tamera Alexander truly desires for everyone to take a step closer to God as they read her novels, and I feel as though I have. After reading A Lasting Impression, I found it to be one that has left me contemplating Ephesians 2:10. I thank God for the blessing of a talented writer who is faithfully devoted to creating as if it was "only for Him."

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  • Posted March 12, 2012

    I've read all of Tamera Alexander's books and really loved the w

    I've read all of Tamera Alexander's books and really loved the western settings. It's a totally different world that Tamera is painting in this book, but her writing is excellent, as always!

    It's short after the Civil War.
    Claire Laurent used to forge paintings for her father and `uncle'. Determined to start a new life she leaves the place that her `uncle' has send her to. She gets a job at the Belmont Mansion and starts working for Adelicia Acklen as her personal liaison. Claire and Mrs. Acklen both enjoy art. Claire doesn't tell about the forgery and soon it becomes a burden for her.
    In her position as liaison she can use her talents to paint kids toys and gift boxes for guestst. But Claire biggest desire is to paint real paintings and make a name for herself.

    Sutton Monroe works as a lawyer and is manager of Belmont. His father was killed in the war and the government threatens to take his family property. If that happens Sutton will loose everything.
    He's working on a big case for a client who bought a forged painting with documents. They try to get after the person who's behind the forgeries. If he can win this case he'll get a lot of money and his future is secure.

    Claire and Sutton both live at Belmont and share the meals with Mrs. Acklen and her children. They fall in love, but there are some obstacles that needs to be cleared away before there might be a future for them together.
    What will happen with their love if Sutton finds out about Claire's past?

    I really liked Claire's character. She was sweet, lovely and humble. Sutton was the real gentleman.
    Mrs. Acklen was a great character too. I loved to see how she and Claire bonded.
    The servents -exept for Mrs. Routh- were very nice too! I loved them all!

    I really enjoyed this book and also looked a lot at the cover and tried to imagine myself in such a beautiful dress!
    Personally I prefer the settings of Tamera's previous books, but as I already said - the writing in this book is excellent!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 5, 2012

    Tina Arbuckle 2012

    This was a very exciting read. So pleased with the ending. Some endings are disappointing. Thanks Tamera for not letting me down.

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  • Posted January 15, 2012

    LOVED this book!!!

    I had been eagerly awaiting the release of A LASTING IMPRESSION, and am happy to say I was not disappointed! Author Tamera Alexander has written a wonderful story that keeps the reader not only entertained, but transported back to another time. The main setting of the story is the gorgeous Belmont Mansion in post-Civil War Nashville. Ms. Alexander's style of writing makes the reader feel as if you're really there--viewing the Mansion (and characters) yourself! ~ I highly recommend this book, and am eager to read the upcoming books in this series. FIVE stars!!!

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