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  1. Cover
  2. Half Title Page
  3. Books by Katie Powner
  4. Title Page
  5. Copyright Page
  6. Dedication
  7. ONE
  8. TWO
  9. THREE
  10. FOUR
  11. FIVE
  12. SIX
  13. SEVEN
  14. EIGHT
  15. NINE
  16. TEN
  17. ELEVEN
  18. TWELVE
  19. THIRTEEN
  20. FOURTEEN
  21. FIFTEEN
  22. SIXTEEN
  23. SEVENTEEN
  24. EIGHTEEN
  25. NINETEEN
  26. TWENTY
  27. TWENTY-ONE
  28. TWENTY-TWO
  29. TWENTY-THREE
  30. TWENTY-FOUR
  31. TWENTY-FIVE
  32. TWENTY-SIX
  33. TWENTY-SEVEN
  34. TWENTY-EIGHT
  35. TWENTY-NINE
  36. THIRTY
  37. THIRTY-ONE
  38. THIRTY-TWO
  39. THIRTY-THREE
  40. THIRTY-FOUR
  41. THIRTY-FIVE
  42. THIRTY-SIX
  43. THIRTY-SEVEN
  44. THIRTY-EIGHT
  45. THIRTY-NINE
  46. FORTY
  47. FORTY-ONE
  48. FORTY-TWO
  49. FORTY-THREE
  50. FORTY-FOUR
  51. FORTY-FIVE
  52. FORTY-SIX
  53. FORTY-SEVEN
  54. FORTY-EIGHT
  55. FORTY-NINE
  56. FIFTY
  57. FIFTY-ONE
  58. FIFTY-TWO
  59. Acknowledgments
  60. About the Author
  61. Back Ads
  62. Back Cover

“Miner McGee went up the mountain just as the worst blizzard Moose Creek had ever seen swept over the land. The wind blew, the snow fell, and the roads became impassable. When the sky finally cleared after three days, the people of Moose Creek gathered to decide whether to send a search party up the mountain for Miner McGee’s body right then and there or wait until the thaw.”

Grandma covered her mouth with her hand and waited.

Bea’s heart swelled. Her voice rose. “As the townspeople talked, the sun sank low in the sky, and someone shouted, ‘Look!’ Everyone looked, and there on the mountain was Miner McGee’s headlamp, shining bright for all to see as he searched for the diamond.”

A small gasp from Grandma caught Bea’s attention, and she lowered her voice. “Ever since that day, if you look over at the mountain when the sun sinks low in the sky, you will see his lamp click on.”

Grandma’s eyes widened. Bea held her breath. Memories swirled around them like the blizzard in the story.

“What if he never finds it?” Grandma asked, her voice a lone tumbleweed scraping along a dirt road.

“He will.” Bea rested a hand on her stomach and smiled. “He’ll never give up.”

Acknowledgments

Thank you to everyone at Bethany House—and I do mean everyone—for all your hard work behind the scenes. From the people managing the mail and the book orders to the people in charge of design (shout out to Susan Zucker for the beautiful cover!) and marketing and schedules, I appreciate you all very much. I’m particularly grateful for my editors Dave Long and Luke Hinrichs, who diligently strive to keep me from embarrassing myself, and Kate Deppe, whose attention to detail helps me sleep better at night.

Many thanks to Sarah Carson, Janice Parker, Kerry Johnson, Emily Conrad, and Mary Freeman, who were gracious enough to offer feedback on early versions of the story. Your input and enthusiasm were invaluable to me during the awkward early drafts. I don’t know where I’d be without you.

Thank you to Grandma Julie for pointing out the light on the mountain when I was a kid and telling me the story of the old miner and his lamp. I’ve carried that story around with me for many years, and I’m glad I finally had the chance to tell it myself. I wish you were here to see this.

To everyone watching a loved one suffer from dementia, I hope you have a Light in your life that gives you hope. It is such a hard road.

To everyone kind enough to give my first book, The Sowing Season, a chance, I can’t thank you enough. Your support has been amazing.