Worlds Collide
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Praise for
Worlds Collide
“Enter the glamorous world of Hollywood heartthrob Jack Harrington as he battles for a faith more fulfilling than anything fame or fortune could hope to provide. Alison Strobel creates a compelling hero in Worlds Collide.”
—LISA SAMSON, author of Women’s Intuition, Tiger Lillie, and Christy Award-winning Songbird
“I love this book! Alison Strobel has a voice that is relevant to today’s reader. Worlds Collide is funny, heartbreaking, and far too close to reality. If you’re looking for a fast-paced read filled with Truth, look no further!”
—KRISTIN BILLERBECK, author of What a Girl Wants
“Interesting and entertaining, real and relevant. A captivating read from the get-go.”
—PLUMB, Curb Records recording artist
Title Page
Dedication
This book is dedicated to my parents, Lee and Leslie.
Thank you for feeding my literary addiction
and for giving me permission,
through your endless encouragement and enthusiasm,
to pursue my dreams.
So many people, so little space. Oceans of thanks to:
God, the Ultimate Author, for the beauty of language, the power of story, and for giving me the gift to create.
Dad, for the genes, my first typewriter, and all the encouragement when I was a kid.
Mom, for giving me my first feedback on this manuscript, being my proofreader extraordinaire, and loving this book as much as I do.
Doug Scott and the Axis Writing Team, for getting me back to the page and helping me grow as an artist.
Dee Tsiakals, for giving me a reason to drive through Hollywood and celebrity-watch on the I-5 for the first time. This story was born on that drive.
Jennifer Stephens, Maggie Dix, Nicole Griebe, and Amy Hilliker, my first real audience, for being so kind. You made me believe others would actually want to read this thing.
The Stoneybrooke Staff—that phone call couldn’t have been more fun. Thanks also for your prayers, support, and enthusiasm.
Dudley, for convincing me this was a good book, for being so easy to work with, for all the ideas that made this thing even stronger, and for being such a gifted editor.
Daniel, the most supportive and encouraging husband a woman could ever dream of. You astound me with your enthusiasm for, and pride in, my work. I’m so glad we’re in this together, come what may …
PROLOGUE
I’VE ALWAYS BEEN a firm believer that celebrities are just like the rest of us. I’ve had my fair share of star encounters, and for the most part I was never that impressed. But even I have my weaknesses, and Jack Harrington has always been one of them.