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Nothing Sacred

Nothing Sacred

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by Tara Taylor Quinn

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There's something happening in Shelter Valley...

Shelter Valley, Arizona, is the kind of place where everyone wants to live. Martha Moore, divorced mother of four, has spent her whole life here and can't imagine being anywhere else.

But something frightening has happened, and it affects Martha and her children. It also touches David Cole Marks, the new


There's something happening in Shelter Valley...

Shelter Valley, Arizona, is the kind of place where everyone wants to live. Martha Moore, divorced mother of four, has spent her whole life here and can't imagine being anywhere else.

But something frightening has happened, and it affects Martha and her children. It also touches David Cole Marks, the new minister in town.

Martha's a woman without faith, still bitter about a husband's betrayal. And David's a minister with secrets, a past that haunts him. But they have to put these burdens aside to work together, to make a difference to Shelter Valley. And each other?

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Shelter Valley Stories , #7
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Nothing Sacred

By Tara Quinn

Harlequin Enterprises, Ltd.

Copyright © 2004 Harlequin Enterprises, Ltd.
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ISBN: 0-373-71189-1

Chapter One

"LOVE IS A REMARKABLE thing...." The man's voice droned on and Martha Moore pulled out her notepad and pen.



Cereal - for Tim.

Granola - for her and the girls.

Lunch meat.

Chips. Tim had finished up the last of them the night before while watching reruns of Upstairs, Downstairs on Masterpiece Theater.

It was a show she and his father had watched when it originally aired. They'd had sex for the first time after a particularly moving episode.

Damn Todd Moore.

"When you're loving others, you don't have to worry about what anyone else is thinking or doing."

Glancing up from her list, Martha almost snorted at the new preacher.

"Because what you give will be reflected back."

Yeah, right. Get a life. She gazed skyward - past the good-looking man standing to the left of the pulpit - rather than in front of it like his predecessor. No flashing lights or threatening noises came from above at her lack of reverence.

Just checking.

"What are you doing?" Shelley, her sixteen-year-old daughter, whispered irritably. Shelley had recently developed an attitude that Martha found challenging, to put it mildly. "Someone might see you."

Biting back the words she wanted to say, reminding her daughter with a look that she was a fully grown adult with the right to stare up at the ceiling if she wanted to, Martha returned to her list.

Bread. She always forgot the bread. Probably because ever since her psychology-professor husband had left her for a twenty-something-year-old student she'd been a bit obsessive about her forty-one-year-old thighs.

"When you look at everything and everyone in your life through eyes of love rather than fear, you disassociate yourself from the possibility of pain, and live, instead, with the constant assurance of peace."

Bottled water. Martha glanced again. Was this guy for real? Walking around up there in slacks and a dress shirt with a tie that was probably real Italian silk and had more colors than the checkered and striped dinnerware she'd drooled over in the Crate and Barrel catalogue that had come earlier in the week. There'd never been a preacher in Shelter Valley Community Church, or in the other churches in town, who didn't wear the long flowing robe and sash associated with the calling, and who didn't hide behind a pulpit when he preached.

Constant peace? Who was he kidding? Constant aches and pains, more like it.

But then, from what she'd heard, the man was thirty-eight years old and had never been married. He had no family. What did he know about loving?


Dryer sheets.

Boneless chicken breasts. Toilet paper.

"The soft kind," Tim leaned over to whisper. He was on her other side, next to his oldest sister, Ellen. Rebecca, Martha's fifteen-year-old daughter, was on the other side of Shelley.

"Pay attention!"

With exaggerated force, Martha pointed to the preacher. After all, her kids were the only reason she was even there.

Once, shortly after Todd had left and before she'd landed her job as production assistant at Montford University's television station, she'd let tight finances convince her to buy bargain toilet paper. That had been the first time her son had expressed the anger that had been building since his father's defection.

"You aren't paying attention," Tim whispered, more loudly than Martha would have liked. Raising this boy was certainly different from raising the three girls who'd come before him.

"She doesn't have to, stupid, she's the boss." Shelley leaned across Martha to hiss at her brother. Much to Martha's distress, Shelley's youngest sibling was most often the target of the girl's disdain.

"Nuh-uh," Tim said in a low voice. "God is."

With a roll of her eyes, accompanied by a dramatic flounce for all the congregation to see, Shelley settled back against the pew.

Martha looked straight ahead, pretending that all was well in Mooreville. And saw that the members of the entire congregation weren't the only witnesses to their little interchange.

David Cole Marks, the new preacher at Shelter Valley Community Church, had seen the whole thing.

She held his gaze until she realized she was behaving as belligerently as Shelley in one of her more "charming" moments. Then Martha returned her attention to the paper in her lap.

Or attempted to.

The preacher's eyes seemed to bore into her mind, interrupting her ability to focus on the list in front of her. There'd been nothing disciplinary in those eyes, nothing condescending. No rebuke.

Only kind understanding. And a question. As though he wanted to help.

Yeah, right. She'd seen that same compassionate regard from this man's predecessor - and knew first-hand that what a person showed on the surface was no indication of what might lie beneath.

Forget the grocery list. Next time she'd bring a book.


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Nothing Sacred 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 2 reviews.
cloggiedownunder More than 1 year ago
Nothing Sacred is the eighth book in the Shelter Valley Stories series by American author, Tara Taylor Quinn. Having caught their previous Pastor in the act of adultery (twice!), divorced  mother of four, Martha Moore doesn’t have a lot of time for Shelter Valley’s  new minister, David Marks. But David finds himself on the spot when Martha’s eldest daughter really needs his support, and he is determined to give this family the care they need. But only as a minister: David knows his history means he is not worthy of the Shelter Valley community, and in particular, Martha, even if he is attracted to her. This instalment tackles rape and prostitution as well as touching on teenage sex. The intrigue about the rape case lasts until the final chapters. Quite good, if a little lengthy. 
Guest More than 1 year ago
Divorced mother of four Martha Moore loves raising her children in Shelter Valley, Arizona where she was born and has lived her entire life though the teen years have become tiring as the older ones have begun to challenge her authority. She also enjoys her work as a production assistant at Montford University¿s TV station. Perhaps the only blemish on her life is the betrayal by her former husband Todd................................. However, a worse tragedy occurs when a so called Good Samaritan picks up Martha¿s daughter Ellen, who ran out of gas, and rapes her. The town¿s new minister David Cole Marks of the Shelter Valley Community Church tries to help the family especially Martha and Ellen cope and understand how this could happen to a good person, but even he doubts the angel inside his head. However though he and Martha are attracted to one another, she rejects his overtures as a man and as a minister as she lost faith in everyone but herself long before Ellen¿s rape............................... This exciting character study focuses on the relationships between Martha and her four teenage children and with David as well his weird one with the voice inside his head. The story lien is cleverly designed so that the audience can taste teen angst made geometrically worse by the rape. Fans will appreciate this fine tale as they wonder whether a permanent relationship between the adults can go the distance with so much to tear it asunder...................... Harriet Klausner