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She hid from her past to find a future-and landed on enemy soil.

When Caitlin McKae woke up in Atlanta, the Georgian doctor believed Caitlin's only secret was that she had been fighting for the South disguised as a man. In order to avoid arrest or worse, Caitlin hides her true identity as a Northerner and makes a new life for herself in Atlanta as a governess for the daughter of Noah Becker-on the brink of his enlistment with the Rebel army. Though starvation ruled and Sherman ...

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She hid from her past to find a future-and landed on enemy soil.

When Caitlin McKae woke up in Atlanta, the Georgian doctor believed Caitlin's only secret was that she had been fighting for the South disguised as a man. In order to avoid arrest or worse, Caitlin hides her true identity as a Northerner and makes a new life for herself in Atlanta as a governess for the daughter of Noah Becker-on the brink of his enlistment with the Rebel army. Though starvation ruled and Sherman raged, she would not run again.

Yankee in Atlanta is a work of fiction inspired by first-person accounts written by those living in the heart of the Confederacy and by the soldiers who sought to defend it. This is the third book in the series Heroines Behind the Lines: Civil War, offering an inside look at women's contributions during times of war. For more information about the series, visit: heroinesbehindthelines.com.

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"'God bless the women and the hardships they endured,' writes author Jocelyn Green. While this powerful novel intermittently dismounts upon the Civil War battlefields, this story is really about the courageous heroines behind the lines and the impact this war bore on them. Jocelyn proficiently and expressively pens an emotive journey into the Civil War era that encompasses families torn apart, the bombardment of shells and musket-fire; terrifying riots; gnawing hunger; reckless disease and injury; prejudices; and the taxing scarcity of sleep and strength. But mostly it is an entrancing story of hope and love amidst destruction, and the survival and victory of the battle-worn yet courageous heart and spirit.

This is a Civil War story with enormous heart, effortlessly capturing your senses and absorbing you into the lives of the strong, yet vulnerable characters that Jocelyn has skilfully created. Historical figures that played a vital role in the war also appear in this exceptionally researched novel. Likewise, many notable Civil War events are seamlessly interwoven into 'Yankee in Atlanta' - all of it making this novel, an overall feast of stirring history featuring two achingly beautiful love stories." ~Noela Nancarrow, http://cfpagels.blogspot.com/, June 17, 2014

Excellent ending to the trilogy! Jocelyn Green has done a wonderful job of portraying the Civil War through the eyes of the women who were adversely affected.

Yankee in Atlanta is the story of Caitlin McKae from New York. An Irish immigrant, she flees her step-father and follows her brother off to war. Found wounded on a battlefield, she is mistaken for a Confederate and taken to an Atlanta hospital. She accepts the responsibility for raising a young girl, the daughter of German immigrant Noah Becker, who enlists to fight for the Confederacy.

Trapped in a hostile land, charged with the care of a daughter not her own, living under the suspicion of being a spy due to her accent, Caitlin has to find a way to survive not only her enemy, but her own army's invasion.

Gritty. Realistic. Powerful. Emotional. These books are well worth your time.

-Pegg Thomas, http://thesheepishscribe.blogspot.com/2014/07/yankee-in-atlanta.html, July 7, 2014

"Witness ordinary people doing extraordinary things through the anguish and hardship of the Civil War.  Jocelyn Green develops the conflict, pulling on our emotions and gripping our minds with the effects war has on soldiers and those left behind. This haunting, heart-thumping drama, and its message of faith, hope and love, will impact you forever." ~Nora St. Laurent, CEO of The Book Club Network (TBCN) and Book Fun Magazine

"Green has written a rare Civil War novel that hits no false historical notes. In a cruel and violent time that divided loyalties, families and hearts, Green's heroines' enduring courage, compassion and mercy show the wellspring from which a renewed nation could emerge from the fires of war." ~Marc Wortman, PhD, author, The Bonfire: The Siege and Burning of Atlanta

"Powerful historical fiction at its stunning best. Yankee in Atlanta crests the heights of excellence with a heroic tale of love and war so brutally honest and achingly beautiful, it will rent your heart and heal your soul. " ~Julie Lessman, award-winning author of The Daughters of Boston and Heart of San Francisco series

"Rarely have I read a novel that so envelops you into the excitement and intrigue of 1864 Atlanta. With passion, courage and accuracy, Yankee in Atlanta hits the mark. A must-read for all historians and romantics alike!" ~Amy Reed, Curator of Exhibits and Educational Programming, Marietta Museum of History, Marietta, Georgia

"Once again, Jocelyn Green weaves together the intensity of war with the impact on human lives. In Yankee in Atlanta, we see two women on opposite sides of the battle lines, each experiencing the deprivations of wartime, each reeling from historical events, and each struggling personally. This is Civil War fiction at its best." ~ Sarah Sundin, award-winning author of On Distant Shores

"Richly researched and characterized, multi-faceted and emotional, Yankee in Atlanta is an outstanding period piece. If you want to experience the depth and breadth of the Civil War, Jocelyn's Green's latest novel should not be missed!"  ~Laura Frantz, Christy Award finalist and author of Love's Reckoning

"Well-researched, Green's novel incorporates women's lives on the home front, and how military decisions impact families, forcing women and men to make heartbreaking decisions.  The historical record comes alive with compelling and believable characters and a narrative that reveals real-life dramas in Civil War Georgia." ~Christine Jacobson Carter, Ph.D., Lecturer at Georgia State University and author of The Diary of Dolly Lunt Burge, 1848-1879 and Southern Single Blessedness: Unmarried Women in the Urban South, 1800-1865  

"Yankee in Atlanta is insightful. Green's characters are as complicated as the various battles that divide them, however, they are guided by the hope that the very conflict that separates them will someday lead to their happy reunion."  ~Trevor Beemon, Atlanta History Center, Atlanta, Georgia

"Jocelyn Green's stories portray unconventional experiences rarely addressed in modern historical fiction: Northern sympathizers caught behind Confederate lines. The characters spring to life and remain entwined in the readers' heart long after finishing the book. Yankee in Atlanta is engrossing, wrenching, and uplifting, and I recommend it highly."  ~J. M. Hochstetler, author of the American Patriot Series and Northkill Amish Series

"Captivating from the beginning. Yankee in Atlanta contains rich detail, a cast of characters that steal your heart (and sleep), and a smooth-flowing story that readers have come to love in Jocelyn Green's novels. Arelevant message from a long-ago era breathes life into barren places within the spirit. It powerfully displays the resounding message that these things are timeless: love and war, personal crisis, and the universal craving for hope. An exceptional novel."  ~Mary Nichelson, lead journalist for TWJ Magazine

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780802481405
  • Publisher: Moody Publishers
  • Publication date: 5/15/2014
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: New Edition
  • Pages: 416
  • Sales rank: 66,020
  • File size: 6 MB

Meet the Author

JOCELYN GREEN is an award-winning author, freelance writer and editor. A former military wife, she authored, along with contributing writers, Faith Deployed: Daily Encouragement for Military Wives (Moody 2008) and Faith Deployed . . . Again: More Daily Encouragement for Military Wives (Moody 2011). Jocelyn is also co-author for Battlefields & Blessings: Stories of Faith and Courage from the War in Iraq & Afghanistan (AMG Publishers 2009), which won the Gold Medal from Military Writers Society of America in 2010. She maintains her own award-winning Web site for military wives at www.faithdeployed.com. She holds a B.A. in English from Taylor University, and is an active member of the Evangelical Press Association, the Advanced Writers and Speakers Association and the Christian Authors Network. She and her husband have two children and reside in Cedar Falls, Iowa.
JOCELYN GREEN is an award-winning author, freelance writer and editor. A former military wife, she authored, along with contributing writers, Faith Deployed: Daily Encouragement for Military Wives (Moody 2008) and Faith Deployed . . . Again: More Daily Encouragement for Military Wives (Moody 2011). Jocelyn is also co-author for Battlefields & Blessings: Stories of Faith and Courage from the War in Iraq & Afghanistan (AMG Publishers 2009), which won the Gold Medal from Military Writers Society of America in 2010. She is the editor of www.WivesinBloom.com, the online magazine of Christian Military Wives, and maintains her own award-winning Web site for military wives at www.faithdeployed.com . She holds a B.A. in English from Taylor University, and is an active member of the Evangelical Press Association, the Advanced Writers and Speakers Association and the Christian Authors Network. She and her husband have two children and reside in Cedar Falls, Iowa.
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Yankee in Atlanta


Moody Publishers

Copyright © 2014 Jocelyn Green
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-0-8024-0578-4


Atlanta, Georgia Sunday, July 5, 1863


A rifle butt slammed between Caitlin's shoulder blades, pitching her forward on the narrow plank. Stumbling, she righted herself again, wrists bound behind her. A dangling rope brushed her face.

How could you?

She squinted up at the voice, edged with hatred yet still familiar. Jack? Blood streamed from his chest.

His hazel eyes blazed. You did this to me.


If you do not stand with me, you stand against me.

The noose was around her neck now, burning like live coals. It is only distance that separates us!

He shook his head, his hair curling over one eye. It is everything that separates us. The chasm can never be crossed.

Caitlin looked past Jack to the shallow grave behind him. The seven bodies of the Andrews raiders lay decomposing into one brittle mass. But there was room for one more. Terror pulsed in her ears.

I had no choice!

You made your choice. To be one of them.

I am one of you!

You are neither.

A single kick to the scaffold beneath her feet, and—

"Jack!" With a scream in her throat and fists clenching her collar, Caitlin burst from her nightmare into the hot breath of Atlanta. Surviving in enemy country is not a betrayal! She railed against her recurring dream. I am not a turncoat!

A knock on the door. "Caitlin? It's me, Minnie." She knocked again. "I haven't got my key." Caitlin sat up and rolled her neck. The residual fear of her nightmare dissolved under her roommate's muffled drawl. "You didn't fall asleep on your books again, did you, honey?"

At nineteen years of age, Minerva Taylor was four years younger than Caitlin, and she called everyone honey, whether she was truly fond of them or not. As the Atlanta Female Institute's music teacher whose pupils ranged from the talented to the uncooperative, it was a capacity that proved to be as diplomatic as it was habitual.

Caitlin tripped on a dog-eared book as she went to open her door. "What else is a Sunday afternoon for if not reading and napping?"

Minnie shook her head of perfectly coifed sunshine-blonde hair, her face radiant in spite of the pockmark scarring. Parasol in hand, she stepped into the room and shut the door behind her, muting the rowdy conversations of the other boarders at Periwinkle Place. "Reading for pleasure I could understand. But something tells me you're preparing for your classes. On a Sunday!" She plucked the worn volume from the floor. "Why, we're almost out for the summer! You're such a bluestocking!"

Caitlin's grin faltered. Her classes were the best thing about Atlanta. When they ended for summer break, she would sincerely miss teaching. Perhaps the Southern sun had addled her brain for her to not hate living here the way she once did. Atlanta had given Caitlin what New York City could not. A way to survive without marrying. Or soldiering.

She pasted a smile back into place. "And who's to say I don't find pleasure in Paradise Lost?"

"You would." Minnie laughed, her grey eyes dancing. "But tell the truth. It's in your curriculum too, isn't it?"

"What kind of a literature instructor would I be if it weren't?" The fact that Caitlin was a literature instructor at all was no small miracle. But the Atlanta Female Institute was only three years old and, with the war calling the men away, in dire need of teachers. Caitlin had been offered the position vacated by an enlisting soldier as a personal favor from the principal to Dr. Periwinkle. That they believed her to be a Confederate veteran had worked to her benefit, as well.

"What about you?" Caitlin asked, twisting her shoulder-length, cinnamon-colored hair back into place beneath her pins. "Don't you play the piano and sing when you're not in class?"

"Of course I do. But this ?" She read the text with a hint of vibrato: "'Live while ye may, Yet happy pair; enjoy till I return, Short pleasures; for long woes are to succeed ...' That's just morbid, honey!"

"What's morbid is how you completely murdered the iambic pentameter!"

Minnie shrugged. "I've got to let you be better than me in something. Aside from shooting a gun, that is." Her dimples deepened in rosy cheeks, as they always did when she teased.

"Let's leave the past where it lies. I've certainly won few friends with mine."

"I know you don't like to talk about your soldiering in the army, but the truth is, I only wish I were as brave as you so I could lick some Yankees myself!"

But Caitlin had not felt brave in battle. Not with lead tearing toward her and cannons shaking the earth beneath her. Not with men unraveling around her like rag dolls in the mouth of an unseen beast. Not with her lifeblood seeping out of her. She'd been terrified then, and the recollections jangled her still. "Never wish for a fight, Minnie. It is a horrid thing."

"But for a just and righteous cause such as ours—"

"For any cause."

Minnie laid a hand on her arm. "I've upset you. I'm sorry, honey." Her gaze traveled to the white line on Caitlin's jaw, likely assuming it was a mark from the war, and Caitlin did not correct her. "Come, let's go for a stroll."

By the time they stepped out onto Alabama Street, Caitlin's heart rate had almost returned to its normal pace. Apple peels and peanut shells crunched beneath every step along the busy dirt road where soldiers swarmed between local residents and travelers.

When two Rebels half-bowed in their direction, Minnie trilled the chorus of the ever-popular Bonnie Blue Flag. "Hurrah! Hurrah! For Southern rights, hurrah! Hurrah for the Bonnie Blue Flag that bears a single star."

Caitlin smiled at her friend's beautiful soprano voice, but could not stop the Battle Cry of Freedom from running through her own mind at the same time.

The Union forever! Hurrah, boys, hurrah!
Down with the traitors, up with the stars;
While we rally round the flag, boys, rally once again,
Shouting the battle cry of freedom!

"That one's looking at you," Minnie whispered.

Caitlin kept her gaze straight ahead. "Not likely. Or necessary."

"Don't you want to find a beau?"


"Why ever not? With your education, you could secure quite a husband."

"With my education, I don't need a husband." She arched an eyebrow. "I can make my own way."

Minnie's jaw dropped. "You don't mean you'd rather have 'single blessedness' instead."

"I most certainly do."

Their conversation stalled at the corner of Whitehall Street and the railroad tracks. Knots of women and old men huddled in silent groups outside Wittgenstein's saloon.

"What is it?" Minnie asked a woman nearby.

"There is news." She nodded to the second floor of the building, the Atlanta Daily Intelligencer office. "If we can but survive the waiting for it."

Minnie blanched and gripped Caitlin's hand. "Father." Jack. "Pray, stay with me until we hear."

Hours passed, and the sun glared haughtily down upon them, baking all those who waited, exposed, below it. Sweat pricked Caitlin's scalp beneath her palmetto hat and bloomed beneath her arms.

Prudence Periwinkle stood on the fringe of one cluster, clutching a bottle of smelling salts the way young mothers press babies to their chests. Horses swished their tails and pawed at the red dirt road, and the people choked on dust and suspense and fear.

No one spoke.

All eyes were on the arched door leading up to the Atlanta Daily Intelligencer office, waiting. News from the West reported that Vicksburg had surrendered. The Confederacy lay cut in two. But every breath still hinged on the news that would come from a little town in the North called Gettysburg.

Minnie's whispered prayers were for her father, while Caitlin's only thought was of Jack.

"There it is!" someone cried.

In the shadow of the door's alcove, someone reached out and fed a ream of papers to hungry hands. Finally, the casualty list had arrived.

The sheets of names passed through the crowd, sending up wails and moans from nearly all who touched them. When it was Minnie's turn to read them, her hands shook so fiercely she thrust the pages into Caitlin's hand.

"Please," she whispered, eyes squeezed shut. "Thomas Taylor. Quickly, quickly, I can't bear another moment."

Caitlin scanned the tiny columns of names, the fresh ink now blurred and smudged. Hastily, she skipped to the Ts.

And found the name.

"He is ..."

Minnie's eyes popped open, and Caitlin labored to force out the words. "He was ..." She shook her head. "He is at peace."

For a moment, Minnie sat in silence, as if frozen by the incomprehensible news. Then her face crumbled, yet she did not make a sound. Caitlin wrapped her arms around Minnie, and the grief of a father's daughter bled out onto her shoulder. Caitlin's face was wet with empathy.

Around them, sorrow thickened in the air, souring every breath. Caitlin tasted no victory in their despair.

In the edge of her vision, she saw a woman drop to her knees in the dusty road. Heart hammering on her ribs, Caitlin looked once more at the casualty list, slowing when she found the Ps.

Pelton, Pemberly, Pendleton, Periwinkle ... Blood rushed in Caitlin's ears. Periwinkle, Stuart. Dr. Periwinkle's son. Prudence's precious nephew, the one she helped raise and love as a mother would have done. Gone. Prudence bowed down on the street, clawing fistfuls of dirt and letting them crumble over her silver hair.

The war would not come to Atlanta, they said. But from the fields of Pennsylvania, its long fingers wrapped around its throat with an iron grip. The sons of the city had been slain. They had even been defeated.

The fissures in the House of Dixie were running deeper, yawning wider. How long would it be before it came crashing down, as the crack in Edgar Allen Poe's "House of Usher" had sent it rushing into the sea?

And if I am here when the Confederacy collapses, will I be saved by the North? Or will I go down with the South?

Words from her nightmare reverberated in her spirit. You are neither.

Caught between two nations desperately at war, Caidin McKae was on her own.

* * *

New York City Sunday, July 5, 1863

"Jesus loves me—this I know, For the Bible tells me so." Ruby O'Flannery rocked her one-year-old son and relished his warm weight on her lap. "Little ones to Him belong—They are weak, but He is strong." She hummed the refrain and mused what a difference the truth of the song had made in her life, and in his. Before he was born, she had not wanted him, for reasons too painful to dwell upon. Now however, she could not imagine life without him. He had brought joy back into her life and laughter to her lips.

Aiden's eyes drifted closed, and his dimpled hands loosened their grip on the zebras from his wooden Noah's Ark set. Pressing a kiss to his pillowy cheek, Ruby laid him in his crib and gently brushed copper curls off his forehead.

"Sleep well, darlin'" she whispered.

Ruby tiptoed out of the room and descended the wide walnut staircase of the Waverly brownstone just as a knock sounded on the front door. Caroline Waverly, her employer, was reading in the rear parlor, but no matter. This caller was for Ruby—the only caller she ever had.

She opened the door, a smile already on her lips, to see Edward Goodrich still in his Sunday best. He was not devilishly handsome—she wouldn't trust him if he was, given her previous experience with that sort. But he was genuine. Kind. His coffee-colored eyes were deep and warm, not mischievous—and certainly not lustful, thank heaven.

"Is he down?" Edward looked past her to the stairway.

"You just missed him. You know, sometimes I wonder if you come here for our Bible studies or to play with my wee babe." Tilting her head in mock disapproval, her smile didn't fade. "Come in, come in."

Edward hung his hat on the hall stand, swiped a hand over his caramel-colored hair, and followed Ruby. She stopped in the kitchen to pour two glasses of lemonade before they went to the garden for their Sunday discussion. Ever since she had come to work for Caroline last year as the maid, she could not get enough of this beautiful space. Growing up as the daughter of a potato farmer in Ireland and as an immigrant living in New York City tenements for years, nature's beauty simply had not been part of her life, until now.

Shaded by a maple leaf canopy, Ruby and Edward sat at a wrought iron table flanked by hydrangea bushes drooping with white blooms. The rest of the garden was splattered with vibrant hues: yellow primroses, pink and red roses, and, hugging the tree trunks, green-and-white-leafed hostas.

"Thank goodness for the shade," Edward said as he shrugged his shoulders out of his tan broadcloth suit jacket and tugged at the cravat at his throat. Not a single breeze stirred the air. "Still, it beats the heat of Washington, doesn't it?"

"Aye." She sipped her lemonade, the glass already sweating in her hand. Ruby had first met Edward in Washington City the first year of the war. He was a hospital chaplain there, and she was there to be close to her husband in the Sixty-Ninth New York regiment. She had lodged with Sanitary Commission nurse Charlotte Waverly, her employers daughter, and Charlotte s sister Alice. Now Charlotte was co-director of a Rhode Island military hospital, and Edward ... Ruby sighed as she looked at his lean, care-worn face. Edwards plans had been altered by news of his father's accident at the shipyard. He had stepped into a coil of rope, which tangled around his legs when the pulley yanked up. Not only did his legs break with the force, but when his body hit the block at the top, his arms, which had been raised to cover his head, broke too. Edward requested a transfer to New York so he could care for him at his home only a few blocks from the Waverly residence. Lucky for Ruby, he also helped her understand the Bible during Aiden's Sunday afternoon naps. Ruby's faith was about as old as her toddling son, and though eager, it was not always sure-footed. She was grateful for Edward's guidance.

Edward laid his black leather Bible on the table and leaned back, stretching his long arms behind his head. "So, Ruby. What shall we talk about today ?" She had insisted long ago that he dispense with calling her Mrs. O'Flannery. After all, she was just an Irish immigrant, a servant. His family employed people like her.

"I read about a Samaritan in the gospel of Luke chapter twenty-one."

"Ah. One of my favorite parables." He leaned forward on his elbows. "What do you think it means?"

"Well, the lesson seems to be that we should help people in need. But I stumble over the 'thees' and 'thous.'" She'd been working on matching her Irish tongue more to American-English speech patterns like Mrs. Waverly s, but the poetic language of King James sometimes stumped her.

"It takes some getting used to. You've gleaned the main point, but let's dig a little deeper. The first two men who found a man stripped, robbed, and beaten on the road were Jewish religious men. They knew the right thing to do, but they didn't do it, because it wasn't convenient. The third man was a Samaritan. Do you know what that means?"

Ruby shook her head.

"Samaritans were despised by the Jews. But it was the Samaritan who loved his neighbor when the religious leaders chose not to. That should alarm us. See, we can be full of Bible knowledge, but if we don t love our neighbor, we still aren't pleasing Jesus."

"Who is our neighbor?"

Edward's smile broadened, and faint lines framed his eyes. "Anyone who God has brought into your life. Friends, family, Mrs. Waverly, but even those you meet at the market, or perhaps people you knew before you came to work here. Many times it isn't convenient to love your neighbor, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't."

Inwardly, Ruby shuddered. I've spent this year trying to forget my past entirely. Am I really to go back and care for those in the tenements now?

The French doors opened and Caroline rustled out into the garden with Dickens, Charlotte's cat, beside her. "I do apologize for interrupting." She sat on a stone bench opposite Ruby and Edward, her olive-colored day dress billowing from her waist. "But I've made up my mind. I'm going."

Ruby's eyes widened. "To Gettysburg?"

Edwards eyebrows arched. "What's this?"

"The fighting at Gettysburg. If the papers can be believed, it was by far the worst battle of the war to date." Dickens jumped into her lap. "The need is desperate and the resources few. Charlotte asked me to join her; she says I can be of use just by stirring a cauldron of stew. For once, I said yes." She paused, stroking Dickens's marmalade fur.


Excerpted from Yankee in Atlanta by JOCELYN GREEN, Pam Pugh. Copyright © 2014 Jocelyn Green. Excerpted by permission of Moody Publishers.
All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
Excerpts are provided by Dial-A-Book Inc. solely for the personal use of visitors to this web site.

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Table of Contents


A Note on the City of Atlanta, 9,
Prologue, 11,
Act One: Loyalties in the Balance, 19,
Act Two: Eating War, 91,
Act Three: Scourge and Suspicion, 165,
Act Four: Enemy at the Gate, 251,
Act Five: Refined by Fire, 331,
Epilogue, 395,
The History behind the Story, 400,
Selected Bibliography, 404,
Discussion Guide, 407,
Acknowledgments, 410,
About the Author, 412,

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  • Posted July 25, 2014

    Very Good

    I'm only half way through the book but am loving it. I love the way the author has made it so that you can read them as stand alone but also ties each one back to the other if you're reading the series. I'm not much of a history buff, but this helps me have conversations with my husband who is (a history buff). I also love the Christian belief system through out each story.

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  • Posted June 27, 2014

    As I expected after having read Jocelyn's previous two books, th

    As I expected after having read Jocelyn's previous two books, this book was excellent! I love her style of writing. Her characters are so easy to identify with and you almost feel like you are there with them, feeling the things they felt and praying for the changes in America that they did. I was totally surprised by how she worked out the plot. I never expected one of the heroines to start out to be the " traitor" and I was thrilled to see Ruby come back. I almost feel like these people are family and I want to see them succeed. I'm not sure I could have had the courage, foresight, or ingeniousness to make it through the trial they faced. It showed how their faith played into saving their lives and changing others. I can't wait for the next book, "Spy of Richmond" to come out next year. Thanks you, Jocelyn for giving me a peek into the lives of the women who struggled on the home front during this terrible war. I have been fascinated with reading about this war for a few years now but it had not occurred to me how much the women went through on both sides of this conflict.

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  • Posted June 24, 2014

    A woman masquerades as a man to enlist in the Union Army so she

    A woman masquerades as a man to enlist in the Union Army so she can keep an eye on her younger brother. She's wounded and wakes up in Atlanta. The Confederates think she's a Southerner because of the Confederate jacket used to bandage her arm. Her Irish accent hides her northern identity, at least from most people.
    Caitlin experiences the siege of Atlanta, the hunger and cold of war-induced poverty, and love.
    A parallel story set in New York City shows the grim existence of Irish immigrants. The men can't afford to hire substitutes to fight for them. Many women are reduced to prostitution. Violence is a way of life even without the war.
    "Yankee in Atlanta" is brimming with historical detail.

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  • Posted June 20, 2014

    Another great book from Jocelyn Green! The lives of the characte

    Another great book from Jocelyn Green! The lives of the characters are so cleverly intertwined and I couldn't put it down. The ending sums up very nicely, without feeling rushed. Historical facts and situations are dispersed throughout the book, increasing my enjoyment. Very enjoyable book!

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  • Posted June 16, 2014

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    Some of the best historical novels I've read are built around hi

    Some of the best historical novels I've read are built around historical facts with some liberties taken to enhance the story to gain the reader's heart and soul and that is just exactly what Jocelyn Green does in the latest novel, Yankee in Atlanta. This is the third novel in her Heroines Behind the Lines Series which I have been a part of since the beginning. This time she utilizes the American Civil War as her setting and places our heroine Caitlin McKae at the forefront of the battle where she was disguised as a man and enlisted in the Union army. Little did she believe that she would be shot by the enemy. When she wakes up from her injuries, she is immediately questioned as being a spy since when would a woman want to disguise herself as a soldier and go to war. This is based on the fact that hundreds of women did just that by disguising themselves as men and enlisting in the army on both sides of the war.

    Noah Becker represents another minority, the German immigrant living in the Confederacy with more of them fighting on the North than on the South. His relationship with Caitlin is to hire her as a governess for his children before he heads off to war. Yet before he leaves, he cautions Caitlin to assist any women or children in Atlanta that need help as war refugees remembering what that was like for him in Germany. It is his way of paying it forward. But just like Gone with the Wind, soon soldiers find their way into the house and soon take what they need from food, fuel and animals not caring what the women or children need. This is war, and everything must be done to ensure their side has an advantage in the war.

    The best part about this novel is that is defines for the reader by involving them in the story of Noah and Caitlin, how difficult it was for families that were torn apart by the war, from often times fighting against one another and then coming to terms with not knowing what happened to those that were left to fight, not knowing if they were wounded or killed or even if they were coming home at all. For those that love American history and novels involving the Civil War, then this is the perfect novel to settle down with. The characters and their stories are enough to gain your sympathy and have you turning pages as fast as possible to learn their fate as soon as it is revealed. There is a great section at the end where the author shares how she formatted the basis for this novel and the historical facts from the Civil War as well as a compelling discussion guide that is perfect for book clubs!

    I received Yankee in Atlanta by Jocelyn Green compliments of River North Publishing and Christian Fiction Blog Alliance for my honest review. I did not receive any monetary compensation and the opinions expressed here are strictly my own. I would rate this Historical Christian Novel a 4.5 out of 5 stars and this is the third novel in the series with Wedded to War and Widow of Gettyburg being the first two in the Heroines Behind the Lines Series. Word has it that a fourth novel is coming soon!

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  • Posted May 22, 2014

    Are you looking for a book to set your heart pounding? ¿Yankee i

    Are you looking for a book to set your heart pounding? “Yankee in Atlanta” will do it, guaranteed. From the Prologue’s very first words, this third book in Jocelyn Green’s series “Heroines Behind the Lines,” catapults the reader into Civil War violence. Do not skip it.
    Written about one of the most dire times in US history, “Yankee in Atlanta” tells the tale of two families, one northern, and the other southern. The southern experience, as seen through the eyes of Noah Becker and Caitlin McKae, snags the reader's heart, rends it, and then mends it. We experience the ravages of war on the landscape, but even more, its violation of the human body and soul.
    Through northerner Ruby O'Flannery, the reader experiences the violence done to the human soul by the violation of the body. At the Waverly Brownstone, Ruby’s past assaults her with self-doubt while she works as a maid and cares for her son, Aiden. As Chaplain Edward Goodrich leads Ruby's Bible study, his admiration for her grows, as does hers for him. During this time, other characters challenge their faith, but grace changes everything for Ruby and Edward.
    Caitlin disguises herself as a man and enlists in the Union Army to fight alongside her brother. When a Confederate bullet changes everything for Caitlin, she awakens in an Atlanta hospital. From that point on, her challenge becomes how to survive in the heart of enemy territory, and then Noah Becker enters the picture. Before the German immigrant leaves to fight for the Confederacy amid the bloody quagmire of war, he enlists Caitlin as governess and tutor for his little daughter. Charged with Ana’s well-being, Caitlin must overcome enormous obstacles to keep them fed and alive, all the while wondering if Herr Becker will survive and return from war. The lives of these two raise two questions. The first is about what happens when the law must be obeyed despite circumstances. The other is about what happens when loyalty becomes misplaced.
    “Yankee in Atlanta” sizzles straight to the final words. As you flip the pages, it will arrest you, hold you captive, and keep you up into the wee hours of the morning. This third book in the “Heroines Behind the Lines” series can be read as a stand-alone book, but is even better when read in sequence with "Wedded to War" and "Widow of Gettysburg." A fourth book is planned according to the publisher's website. This reviewer received an advanced copy and I am under no obligation to write a positive review. I give "Yankee in Atlanta" five stars and thumbs up.

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