In Emily March’s new novel set in her beloved Eternity Springs, a woman who has given up on dreams of a family meets a man who needs her to complete his own.
Town physician Rose Anderson hides a well of sadness behind her cheerful and capable professionalism. Heartbreak has only reinforced her belief that marriage and children aren’t in her future. Yet she’s a woman with a pulse—and when sexy, brooding artist Hunt Cicero shows up at her office with his young nephew, the sheer physical attraction he ignites in her is both exciting and unsettling.
Hunt has an artist’s passionate temperament and a bachelor’s lifestyle. So when he becomes guardian to his sister’s children, he’s riddled with conflict—and in way over his head. Without Rose and her warm maternal instincts, he’d be lost. Still, she’s a woman who guards her own heart, and he’s a novice when it comes to commitment. Can the healing magic of Eternity Springs shine on this patchwork family and allow Hunt and Rose to trust that love is the fabric holding them together?
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An Eternity Springs Novel
By Emily March
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The throbbing beat of U2 blasted from speakers mounted on the metal rafters of the old warehouse as Cicero extended the long metal blowpipe into the crucible and gathered glass. Heat from the furnace burning at two thousand degrees hit like a fist, but he didn't notice. The image of the sculpture drawn in pencil on the top sheet of his sketch-pad filled his mind.
A long strand of hair, black as midnight, slipped from the leather cord tied at the nape of his neck and fell forward across his face, absorbing the bead of sweat that dribbled across the chiseled ridge of his cheekbone. Cicero ignored the moisture, just as he disregarded the visitors who entered his studio as he dipped the gather of molten glass in rock crystals of color.
Wondering why Gabi Romano had shown up with his friend and her lover, Flynn Brogan, in tow, when she was supposed to be in Italy serving as an apprentice to the master glass artist, Alessandro Bovér, could wait. The image burning in his brain took precedence over everything.
As he closed his lips around the end of the pipe and blew life into his work with a first puff of air, Gabi pulled her long, dark hair into a ponytail and stepped into the role of gaffer. Wordlessly, he accepted her assistance and blocked out everything but the work, losing himself in the seductive and compelling fog of creativity. For a stretch of time unmarked, the two worked in a silent and practiced ballet of motion, molding the glass, applying heat, shaping and blending and blowing.
Hunter Cicero played with fire for a living and he was very, very good at it.
The graceful figure in his mind gradually took shape in the glass. He vaguely noted when his own apprentice, Mitch Frazier, sauntered through the door and stopped in surprise upon seeing Flynn leaning against the wall, his arms casually folded. Mitch's gaze swept from Flynn, toward the workbench where Cicero sat, and then to Gabi as she confidently extended the blowpipe into the furnace to reheat the glass. Mitch observed the work for a full two minutes before nodding with approval. He stepped forward and seamlessly joined the creative effort.
The trio spent another forty minutes at work before Cicero decided the piece had taken final form. With a well-placed tap from a pair of metal jacks, he separated his sculpture from the punty, and it fell into Gabi's gloved hands. He set the punty aside while his gaffer placed the work into the annealing oven to slowly cool to room temperature. Rising from his workbench, he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and drained it in one long draw.
He switched off the music and spoke to Mitch first. "You were late."
"Sorry, Boss." Mitch pulled the rubber band from his long Rastafarian braids, which allowed them to swing freely down past his shoulder blades. "I stayed out late last night and overslept."
"Use your alarm next time. Better yet, save the late nights for weekends. I don't want you here when you're tired. You'll be careless and have an accident, and your mother will kill me."
The woman would do it, too. Cicero had barely made it off Bella Vita Isle alive after he'd convinced his apprentice to accompany to him to Galveston to help establish a hand-blown-glass studio that catered to the tourist trade.
Cicero finally turned his gaze on Gabi, who stood twirling a long, dark curl around her finger, the light in her clear blue eyes timid. She offered him a tentative smile, and he scowled at her. The woman was too smart to be nervous; seeing her here did not make him happy.
"Did you get lost on your way back to Italy?"
Gabi visibly braced herself. "No, Cicero. I'm not sure I'm going back."
Her statement came as no real surprise. Cicero wasn't stupid. Obviously, she and Flynn had reconciled, and she'd decided to cut her yearlong apprenticeship short— by nine months. Was she about to bail on the Eternity Springs project, too?
Maybe, he thought, his stomach sinking. If she and Flynn were together, why wouldn't she? The man had more money than Midas. Mindful of his not insubstantial investment in the small Colorado mountain town, and the stack of bills piling up on his desk, Cicero felt his temper rise.
"What's wrong with you, Legs? Working in Alessandro's studio is the opportunity of a lifetime, one that countless other artists would kill for. What about all that talk you spouted about your dream and your passion? You're going to throw it all away?"
"I don't intend to throw anything away," she replied, her chin coming up. "I said I wasn't sure that I was returning to Italy. Cicero, last summer you came to me with a business proposal. Now I'm coming to you to propose a modification to that plan. Will you sit down and discuss it with me?"
Annoyed at the flash of relief over her assurance, he allowed his frown to deepen and shot a glance toward Flynn. "Are you part of her scheme?"
Flynn lifted his hands, palms out. "I'm an interested bystander, here to support you both."
Honesty glimmered in his friend's eyes, so Cicero hooked his thumb toward the small room off the studio where an old, gray metal desk and two ratty chairs sat piled high with paper. To Mitch, he said, "I need you to shift the Valentine's Day goblets for Beachcomber's Gifts to the top of your work list."
"Really?" Surprise glinted in the young man's brown eyes. "I delivered a dozen of them last week."
"Yeah, well, yesterday a seven-year-old went on a rampage in the shop."
"Oh, mon!" Mitch exclaimed, the Caribbean strong in his voice. "Kids are such a ..." His words trailed off when he noted the pain in Cicero's expression. "Wait. Was it—?"
"Keenan." His seven-year-old menace of a nephew.
Mitch winced. "I'll get right on 'em, boss. No worries."
"No worries," Cicero repeated in a mutter, as he followed Gabi and Flynn into his office. He cleared a stack of manila folders off a chair so Gabi could sit, then opened the small refrigerator and pulled out bottles of water. He tossed one to Flynn, another to Gabi, and took one for himself before clearing off the chair behind the desk and taking a seat. He twisted the lid off his water bottle, drained half of it in one drink, then said, "Bottom line it, Romano. What do you want?"
"First I'd like to explain why I want what I want. You see—"
Cicero interrupted. "It's the middle of a workday and I have an appointment at two. I don't have time for explanations. Cut to the chase, Gabriella."
She wiped her palms on her jeans and despite himself, Cicero was tempted to smile. Ordinarily, Gabriella Romano was one of the most self-assured women he'd ever met. The only other time he'd seen her like this she'd been working up the nerve to ask him to teach her to blow glass.
"Spit it out."
She nodded, then spoke in a rush. "Instead of returning to Italy to finish out my apprenticeship, I want to divide my time between Texas and Colorado. Here in Galveston I'll work and learn with you and Mitch like I did on Bella Vita. I'll use my time in Eternity Springs to concentrate on getting the retail shop ready to open in time for the upcoming tourist season."
Cicero took another long sip from his water bottle while he considered her idea. His initial reaction was annoyance. He'd called in a favor to get her the spot in Alessandro's studio. He didn't like to see her bail. Scowling, he asked, "What does Alessandro say about that? You came home for Christmas, not for the Fourth of July. I trust you let him know your plane didn't go down on your return flight?"
"Of course. I called him. He's fine with the idea. He thinks you can teach me everything I'll need to know because"—she paused, grimaced, and muttered—"this is more humiliating to repeat to you than I had anticipated."
She inhaled deeply, exhaled in a rush, then said, "Alessandro tells me I'll never be an artist, so I can learn everything I need to know from you."
Cicero pursed his lips. "I can't decide if that's more an insult to me or to you."
"Me, definitely," she replied, a whine in her voice. "He thinks you're the Second Coming of Chihuly, while I'm competent and enthusiastic, a hard worker, entertaining company and lovely to look at, but I don't have fire for the fire."
Sounded like Alessandro realized he wasn't getting in her pants. Cicero had told him from the beginning not to expect a conquest.
He sat back in his chair and gave her a thorough once-over. Except for her obvious nervousness, she looked great. Her time in Italy had agreed with her, though he suspected that Flynn had more to do with her sparkle than anything. Had he been wrong in his judgment of her passion for glass?
"Do you agree with his assessment?"
"Absolutely not!" Gabi made no attempt to hide her annoyance. "I have plenty of fire. But I also have family. I missed them."
He shouldn't be surprised. By the end of her first week in his studio on the island, Cicero had known that Gabi came from a tight-knit clan. She talked about them incessantly. As someone who'd grown up in the foster care system, he'd been both attracted to and repelled by the way the Romanos appeared to live in one another's pockets.
"I was homesick," Gabi continued. "Last year was—difficult."
Flynn rested a supportive hand on Gabi's shoulder, and said, "Difficult is an understatement. Gabi's scars aren't as visible as mine, but—"
"Last year was a bitch for you both," Cicero interrupted. "I get that."
It had been one of the factors behind his decision to approach Alessandro on Gabi's behalf. In May, Gabi had been aboard Flynn's sailing yacht in the Caribbean when it was set upon by pirates. She had taken one man's life that day; Flynn had killed two. The fallout from the event had wounded Gabi's heart, and all but destroyed Flynn, but they had fought their way back to health and now, apparently, to each other.
"You've been a great friend to both of us, Cicero," Gabi said, her tone heartfelt. "Flynn and I both recognize and treasure that. And the opportunity you gave me—it's been magical."
"So magical that you're ready to throw it aside?"
"Not at all. I'm not saying that at all. If you don't get on board with this idea, then I'll go back to Italy."
"We will go," Flynn said. "I can work anywhere."
Gabi flashed Flynn a quick, intimate smile, then returned an imploring gaze to Cicero. "But I'd rather we be in Eternity Springs. It's where my heart is whole and where my fire is free to burn. Alessandro is a fine teacher, Cicero, but so are you. Maybe he's right and I'll never produce gallery-quality work. But it's also possible that he's wrong. Maybe if I'm home and happy and surrounded by loved ones, I'll be able to create something spectacular. Eternity Springs is a special place. Just ask Sage Rafferty. She'll be the first to say that living in Eternity Springs inspires her work."
Sage Rafferty owned the town's art gallery and had made a name for herself in the art world for her boldly colored, whimsical paintings. She'd spoken enthusiastically about her hometown and its influence on her work in an interview he'd read in an art scene magazine recently. Cicero knew better than to dismiss the power of inner peace for an artist. Wasn't the lack of it showing in his work these days?
And yet, his obligations to Jayne caused him to miss so much studio time lately that he didn't see how he could commit to teaching Gabi anything.
"My hours here aren't regular. It'll take you eight years to learn from me what Alessandro would teach you in eight months."
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but you underestimate yourself, Cicero."
That coaxed a grin from him. Underestimating himself had never been an issue of his.
"You also have more patience with your apprentices, and that makes it easier to learn."
"You lose a point there. I'm not patient at all."
"I didn't say you had an abundance of patience. I said you had more than Alessandro." She leaned forward in her chair, her blue eyes gleaming earnestly. "I know this plan slows down my progress, but it also allows me to be around to watch my nieces and nephew grow. I didn't realize how much that mattered to me until I left home. They change so fast, especially that first year. I don't want to miss it."
"So you're giving up your opportunity for kids? Somebody else's kids, at that?"
"This from the man who traded the aquamarine of the Caribbean for Gulf of Mexico gray in order to be nearer to his sister and her children?"
Cicero's gaze shifted to the stack of invoices on his desk. Houston Oncology. MD Anderson Cancer Center. Physician's Services.
"The two situations are completely different."
Gabi's eyes softened with sympathy. "How is Jayne doing?"
"Good," he replied, trying to believe it. "She's good." Then, to ward off any further questions about his sister, he added, "You can watch kids grow by viewing pictures on the Internet. You don't have to be in the same town."
"But I want to be in the same town. I recognize that it's a trade-off. Life is a series of trade-offs. I can be passionate about glass and passionate about people, too. I'm searching for the right balance between the two. I know you understand that. You would never have left Bella Vita otherwise."
No, balance had nothing to do with his return to the United States, though he did understand the concept.
"I can be of help to you here in Texas, Cicero. My training in Italy was intense. I'm good enough now for tourist work. You can shift things like Valentine's Day goblets to me, and free Mitch up to help you with your work."
Cicero sat back in his chair. "You have it all figured out, don't you?"
"I've put a lot of thought into it, and—oh." She snapped her fingers. "I forgot to mention one other applicable point. The remodel schedule. I know you've had trouble with the contractor you hired. Harold Benton does fabulous work but as he's gotten older, he's really slowed down. With someone on hand to encourage him, you'll get better, faster results. Especially if that someone is me. He owes me."
She pursed her lips. "Let's just say that when I worked as a sheriff's deputy, I used my discretionary power in his favor."
"Always handy to have the law in one's corner, I guess." Cicero picked up a pen and drummed the tip against the desktop. Gabi, her arguments made, sat back in her seat and waited quietly, though judging by the nervous tapping of her toes, less than patiently. Flynn's attention drifted to the studio where Mitch removed a gather of glass from the furnace.
Cicero surveyed the clutter on his desktop and mentally shifted his money around. No matter how many ways he shuffled, he always came up short. Times had certainly changed since last summer when he committed to the Colorado studio. As someone lucky enough to have had only rare dealings with the medical industry prior to this, he'd been woefully naïve about the financial costs of exceptional treatment. In hindsight, he should have never jumped into the Eternity Springs expansion so fast.
Getting the Eternity Springs store stocked and open for the tourist season could be a godsend to his cash flow. He'd already sunk a pretty penny into purchasing the old church property and starting the remodel. Most of the materials were paid for. He still had some credit left. Maybe once Harold Benton finished up the loft apartment where he'd planned to stay during his visits, he could rent it out. Get someplace cheap to live. He didn't need much. Maybe—
Maybe he could think of something more self-serving than to agree to Gabi's proposition, but he'd have to try damned hard.
Murano. Venice. Italy. The three years he'd spent there had molded him into the artist he was today. That training showed in every piece he produced. She simply didn't know yet how important this time was to her art.
He tossed his pen onto the desk. "Gabi, I don't agree with Alessandro. I've seen pictures of the work you've been producing, and I believe you do have the talent to be an exceptional glass artist. I would be doing you a disservice if I agreed to this. Alessandro is—"
"Not as good as you," she interrupted. "He might have more experience and a flashier reputation and a studio in the most famous glass city in the world, but Alessandro isn't as good as you are. He will never inspire me the way you do."
The vehemence in her tone, along with the declaration itself, took him aback. What had Alessandro been thinking to say the woman lacked fire? Flynn Brogan is a lucky man. Then, just to goad her, he arched a brow toward Flynn. "You let your woman say such things to another man?"
"Let me!" Gabi exclaimed.
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I absolutely adore the Eternity Springs series and this book is one of the best. Town doctor Rose Anderson always appears happy and carefree but underneath is a sadness that weighs heavy on her heart. She's convinced she will live her life without the one thing she wants most in life. Eccentric artist Hunt Cicero never expected his life would come to this. Having lost his sister and now trying to figure out what to do with her four children, he's lost! These two characters are perfect for each other and their story is one that will stay with you long after the last page. I highly recommend this one.
I so enjoyed Teardrop Lane. Tears came to my eyes in several areas of the book but it was absolutely worth reading. I would highly recommend it and would give it 100 stars if I could!
I enjoy Emily's writing , love her story lines, she is talented. Can't wait for next book
In Teardrop Lane (Eternity Springs #9), Emily March takes us back to small town Eternity Springs with Rose and Cicero's story. Rose Anderson is a physician who has moved to Eternity Springs to join her sister and for a fresh start. Despite a past that filled with heartache and pain, Rose always has a smile for everyone. Hunt Cicero is a glass artist who also moved to Eternity Springs for business reasons. He is a man who is dedicated to his craft and open only to short-term relationships, which he plans to pursue with Rose. Both Rose and Cicero have baggage from their pasts, they are very independent and like their lives just as they are, so Cicero is completely unprepared and out of his depth when he has to step in as guardian to his foster sister's four young children and he reaches out for help from his friends and the community at large. Rose and Cicero find themselves getting to know each another while juggling the kids, very much like a married couple. This is my first book by Emily March and I love that she made Eternity Springs a great place, with a great sense of community and people willing to step up and provide support when needed. I enjoyed reading Teardrop Lane for many reasons. The leisurely and deliberate pace of the story was welcome. The inclusion of the children's subplot help make the entire story something more than an ordinary romance. Rose and Cicero's stories were really emotional and I know that I cried in several spots [spoiler]especially when the children’s future was uncertain and it seemed like they would not have their happy ending.[/spoiler]. However, there were also cute things, like the nicknames they had for each other especially Doctor Mom and Uncle Hunk. I will definitely be catching up on the rest of the stories in the series! *I received this book for free from the Publisher in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.*
I love this series & so happy Rose finally find happiness. This story is about Dr. Rose Anderson & Hunt Cicero ( artist). Hunt has been come to Eternity Springs to open a business and along with him came three kids belonging to his late sister. Of course the kids end up needing a doctor and that's how Hunt & Rose meet. There are a lot of problems with the kids & family that Hunt has to work through & Rose helps him. But Eternity Springs has their own Angel by the name of Celeste, she has a little hand in helping everyone heal. Can't wait for next book.
Excellent, Emily March never fails to achieve the best in her books!
Ms March has written a wonderful series set in Eternity Springs, and the various books in this series are very well-done...in plot, characters, etc. This latest one in the series is beyond superb. It's an incredibly passionate experience. The characters come to life and the story line has so many real-life issues that it's almost impossible to put down.
This was one of the most beautiful, uplifting, exhilarating romances I’ve read in a long while. Despite painful pasts which made them both leery of relationships, Cicero and Rose fell headlong into love. The personal and familial challenges they faced were overcome by faith, love and support from each other and the magical experience of living in Eternity Springs. Despite the challenges and busy-ness of Rose’s medical practice in Eternity Springs and Cicero’s artistic muse, they led a life filled with warmth, genuine friendships, community loyalty, humor and passion. Ms. March’s writing style had me flicking the pages of the story quickly from beginning to end as I thrilled with the joy in the lives of Cicero and Rose and their extended family of Eternity Springs. This is a fantastic read I can recommend to any reader or fan of any genre. It is most excellent writing.
I think this is my new favorite Emily March story.
Emily March’s Teardrop Lane is another hit in the Eternity Spring series. If you haven’t read these books you are missing out. In Teardrop Lane you get to know Rose and Cicero, the hardships that made them who they are and things they have overcome. From page one you will fall in love with the characters and the town. If you have read the past books, you can catch up on other characters lives+ \ and feel the hometown, family connection. If this is your first Eternity Spring book it can stand alone but I know you will want to read more. This fabulous book will make you cry, laugh and feel hope.
Emily March is one of my favorite storytellers. She weaves a story around two broken souls and out comes a marvelous Tale of Love and Happiness. Thank you, Emily, for a wonderful read!
A brilliant and touching love story by the talented Emily March. It is full of compassion, caring, heartbreak and loss. It is well written and the characters have great interactions and are well detailed. Rose and Hunter, two lonely people, neither looking for love! But in Eternity Springs, magical things can happen. I love this series and am never disappointed by this author. Received copy for review.
With each installment in this series I think, ok, I can't love another book, this is the best one, period. And every time I love the next one! Teardrop Lane is no exception. This is Rose and Cicero's story. He is a talented artist, bachelor for life and uncle to four children who have lost their mother to cancer. She is a doctor, cancer survivor and big sister to Sage. As with all of the other books the tears will flow and then you will laugh out loud at some of the names Ms. March came up with for a brood of children. One thing is for sure, you will enjoy this visit to Eternity Springs just as much as the first one. I never want this series to end, each new character just slips right into your heart and joins the others who are already there
Once again, Emily March has written another marvelous book about Eternity Springs. Her characters are always so real you feel like you know them. Such a wonderful ending with heartfelt emotions. This is what family is all about. Can't wait for her next book. She keeps my attention better than any other authors I have read in a long, long time. When a book can make me cry reading it, it shoulds you are really pulling into the story and the lives of the characters. Thank You, Emily!
This new addition to Emily's Eternity Springs series is about a romance that blooms and then explodes to embrace a whole nest of others in the process. I love how Emily intertwines her characters into the safe beautiful haven of this Colorado town. Cicero, a glass artist, and Dr. Rose, a family doctor, have both lived a life that included a lot of pain and heartache. Both are set in their own independent ways due to their past history. Opening their hearts and expressing their pain is a struggle for them, but with the support of Eternity Springs, and through four children between the ages of two and nine, miracles can happen. I loved this story and the heartfelt way Emily weaves it together. I look forward to returning to Eternity Springs. This story will remain with me and I look forward to reading about more couples and families that find their own miracles.
This book will keep you glued to it from page one to the last page. The story of Cicero and Gabi and Cicer's nieces and nephews is both heartbreaking at times and inspirational. Warning! You will find it difficult to put it down once you start to read it. Emily March has once again brought to life characters from her Eternity Springs series. You should definitely buy this book if you haven't already done so and any others in this series. I love how see incorporates characters that you have already read about in the other books of the series into each new book. However, even if you have never read one of this series of book you can pick up any one of them and not feel like you are missing something because you haven't read the entire series. She explain in each book who each character is so you never feel like you have missed something. Congratulations on another great book Emily!
I really enjoyed this story about Rosa and Cicero. Like all of the other Eternity Springs Novel I felt like I was there in Eternity Springs! I could not put this book down. Thank you again Emily March for another amazing book!!
Another great read in the Eternity Springs series. You won't be disappointed!
Teardrop Lane is another wonderful addition to the Eternity Springs Series by Emily March. The story of Rose Anderson, the town doctor, and Hunt Cicero, a newcomer to town and a brilliant blown glass artist is both heartwarming and emotionally charged. You will find yourself so enthralled in this story you will not be able to put it down. I have love reading all of the Eternity Springs series and Teardrop Lane is all I looked forward to it being.
Review of Teardrop Lane By Emily March Want a book that draws you in and makes you a part of the community found within? Want to see why people flock to Eternity Springs when they are life weary and worn? Find two strong willed people who take care of others at the risk of losing themselves. Read Teardrop Lane for another glimpse of the healing powers found here. Look for, if you dare...Rose's Bloom!
Each time I return to Eternity Springs with Emily March, I am whisked away to a beautiful mountain location. All the familiar faces are there, as well as, all the adorable shops I've grown to love throughout the series. Every time I read the next book in the series, I always think that there is no way the next one will be this good. The 9th book in the Eternity Springs series, Teardrop Lane, proved me wrong once again. It was so easy to fall in love with Rose and Cicero. I don't want to give any details about their story because I want you, the reader, to experience all the emotions first-hand. Needless to say, I cried. Several times in fact. I couldn't put the book down and I hope you won't be able to either. Once again Emily March delivers beautiful scenery, forever friendships, and a forever love. 5-Stars
Emily March does it again. :-) This series is terrific. She creates characters that grab your heart and do let go. This book has it all, I laughed, I sighed., and I became teary eyed at times. I know if it says written by Emily March I will have a wonderful reading experience.
Teardrop Lane is a story of keeping promises, making a family, and opening hearts up to love. When I first started reading this, I was instantly engrossed into the lives of Rose, Hunter and the four little urchins that captured both their hearts. I would recommend this book to everyone!