Inspired by the true stories of women who served in France during World War I, Sadie is a sweet romance filled with courage, hope, and lasting love.
She yearns for far-flung adventures. He longs for the home he’s found in her heart. Will a world at war tear them apart, or draw them closer together?
For most of her life, Doctor Sadie Thorsen has imagined seeing the world on grand adventures. When America joins the war raging across the world in 1917, it seems her dreams are about to come true. She travels overseas as a contracted physician, eager to do her part to help the war effort. Endless streams of wounded push her to the limits of endurance, then she receives word Harley John Hobbs, the man she’s loved for years, is missing in action. Unable to bear the thought of life without him in it, she refuses to let go of her hope that he’s alive.
The day Sadie Thorsen shoved Harley John Hobbs down on the playground was the day she marched off with his heart. He spent years doing everything in his power to become successful, determined to have more than himself to offer Sadie if she ever returns to their eastern Oregon town. Conscripted to join the American Expeditionary Forces, Harley John answers the call and heads to France. Wounded and alone, he clings to the promise of seeing Sadie one last time.
Can deep, abiding love withstand the tragedies and trials of a world at war?
Sadie stopped and glanced up at him. “And to answer your earlier question, you absolutely have permission to kiss me anytime the notion settles over you. Like now.”
Harley John grinned and tugged her behind a tree, out of view of the house. Slowly, deliberately, he tipped up her chin, lowered his head, and gave her a light kiss across the lips. “Like that?”
“That was nice,” she murmured against his mouth, “but not exactly what I had in mind.”
He raised his head and looked into her beloved face. A face he would never forget. “Do tell. You aren’t planning to take advantage of a naïve boy like me, are you?” he asked with feigned innocence.
Sadie rolled her eyes in exasperation and started to back away from him. “If you’re gonna be that way, I’ll go get that ice cream by myself.”
Harley John managed to wrap a hand around her waist and pull her against him before she moved beyond his reach. “Don’t you run off, Ladybug. Not yet.” He kissed her cheeks, her forehead, the cleft in her chin, and the corners of her mouth before he lifted her in his arms and kissed her deeply, sweetly, wanting that kiss to be what she remembered of their last evening together.