Tied to the Tracks
Chapters (31)
Cover
About the book
Seemingly out of the blue, tiny documentary company Tied to the Tracks is offered the chance of a lifetime: a personal invitation from reclusive literary legend Miss Zula Bragg to make a film about her life. For Angie Mangiamele and her award-winning team, the offer is almost too good to be true – and impossible to pass up.
But for Angie, the prospect of filming on location in Miss Zula’s home town in the Deep South is a mixed blessing because it means coming face to face with the man she once thought was The One.
Having returned home to head up Ogilvie University’s literature department, celebrated native son John Grant is now engaged to local beauty Caroline Rose. In a small town rich in tradition and rife with gossip, the sparks that fly when the two former lovers meet again can’t escape notice, especially from Caroline’s four sisters and the formidable Aunt Patty-Cake, who aren’t about to let any interlopers from the city derail their plans for the wedding of the year.
Beautifully drawn with a vibrant cast of characters more than ready for their close-ups, Tied to the Tracks is a sharp, witty and grown-up love story.
Contents
Cover
About the Book
Title Page
Dedication
Epigraph
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-one
Epilogue
Author’s Note and Acknowledgments
Copyright
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Title Page
Dedication
For Bill, who makes all the difference
Epigraph
Happiness is the china shop; love is the bull.
ONE
Ogilvie College, Ogilvie, Georgia. Est. 1825. Private (Episcopal). Students: 1,800; Faculty-Student ratio: 1:8; expensive, selective. Don’t even think about this place unless you’re seriously into work, because they boot slack asses out of here faster than you can say grits. Class size so small there’s no chance of catching a nap in the last row. Professors accessible, discussion encouraged. Ogilvie students take academics, school traditions, politics, theater, and football seriously. Hey, it’s the South. Beautiful campus, great dorms, lousy food. The town is pretty but boring, but never mind: Savannah is an hour away on the train.
Summer in Georgia, sweet and ripe and heavy with heat at a quarter to nine in the morning. In the window of a redbrick building awash in early-morning light, the figure of a man. Tall, broad of shoulder, rumpled short, dark hair, blue eyes. Framed by oak and ivy he looked like an advertisement from a glossy magazine. Elegant, self-assured, unapproachable.