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    I Hope You Dance: A July Wedding Story
    I Hope You Dance: A July Wedding Story
    I Hope You Dance: A July Wedding Story
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    I Hope You Dance: A July Wedding Story

    By Robin Lee Hatcher

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    Will a sworn bachelor determined to stay single fall in love with his dance teacher?

    Grant Nichols is a genius in the kitchen and a klutz on the dance floor. But his friend’s wedding is shaping up to be a shindig the likes of which Kings Meadow has never seen—including dancing. Lots of dancing. Then he learns that a local dance teacher, Skye Foster, is offering dance lessons for the wedding party. The lessons are free, so what does he have to lose?

    A former rodeo queen, Skye Foster teaches children ballet and tap during the day, but with the popularity of ballroom dancing and her own love of Country Swing, she’s been teaching adults in the evenings.

    Grant comes from a family of ten siblings. He was the second oldest and believes he's had his fill of little rug rats. He’s happy with his bachelor state, despite the fact that he’s given up his ladies’ man lifestyle. Even he admits to his wilder nature and has been trying to clean up his act, with God's help.

    Skye, on the other hand, loves being around kids. She would love to find the right guy and settle down to have half a dozen children of her own.

    Grant and Skye are no match on paper. But when they step onto the dance floor, they move to a love song all their own.

    • Part of the second Year of Weddings novella collection by bestselling romance authors
    • 74-page romantic novella
    • Includes discussion questions for book clubs
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherZondervan
    Release dateJun 30, 2015
    ISBN9780310396031
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    Robin Lee Hatcher

    Robin Lee Hatcher is the author of over 80 novels and novellas with over five million copies of her books in print. She is known for her heartwarming and emotionally charged stories of faith, courage, and love. Her numerous awards include the RITA Award, the Carol Award, the Christy Award, the HOLT Medallion, the National Reader’s Choice Award, and the Faith, Hope & Love Reader’s Choice Award. Robin is also the recipient of prestigious Lifetime Achievement Awards from both American Christian Fiction Writers and Romance Writers of America. When not writing, she enjoys being with her family, spending time in the beautiful Idaho outdoors, Bible art journaling, reading books that make her cry, watching romantic movies, and decorative planning. Robin makes her home on the outskirts of Boise, sharing it with a demanding Papillon dog and a persnickety tuxedo cat.

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      I Hope You Dance - Robin Lee Hatcher

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      I have enjoyed reading each one of the Year of Weddings novellas as they have released, and I was delighted to be invited to participate in the second year, especially since it allowed me to return to Kings Meadow once again.

      And a special thanks to Ami McConnell, who championed all of the stories set in Kings Meadow.

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      Summers were made for weddings. Skye Foster had believed that for the past twenty years—ever since she was six and a guest at a distant cousin’s wedding. This July she would have a small part to play in the wedding of Charity Anderson and Buck Malone. A wedding Skye knew would be the most beautiful and romantic ever held in Kings Meadow.

      When she closed her eyes, she could imagine it perfectly. The couple, standing in the gazebo with pastor, bridesmaids, and groomsmen, repeating their vows in the golden glow of an Idaho summer morning. The bride in white satin and lace, and the groom in a coat and tails. White folding chairs set up in the park, filled with friends and family. Women dabbing their eyes with tissues. The cutting of the many-layered cake. The music. The dancing.

      Ah, yes. As far as she was concerned, no wedding was complete without dancing.

      She imagined the band playing a romantic country waltz. She imagined herself stepping into the arms of a tall, lanky cowboy, feeling the warmth of his hand as it closed around hers. She imagined moving around the dance floor, the fluttering of her heart in time with their steps.

      It was all so romantic.

      Taking a deep breath, she tilted her head back and mentally tried to see the face of the cowboy who turned her around the floor with such expertise. But here, at last, her imagination failed her. In her daydream, there was nothing but shadows beneath the brim of his Stetson.

      She released a sigh and opened her eyes again. It was hard to envision a romance when she didn’t even have a boyfriend. At the rate she was going, she would never get to plan a wedding of her own. But that didn’t stop her from wishing for it. Only now was not the time.

      With another sigh, she set aside the latest issue of Brides magazine that had come in the mail, grabbed the keys to her truck, and left the house.

      First stop on her agenda was the Clippity Do-Da Hair Salon. It was time for a trim. Her mother, Midge—the owner of the salon—would plead with Skye, as usual, to let her try something different. And Skye would, as usual, refuse her. Long and straight was her style. She liked it and wasn’t about to change it.

      Next up she had an appointment to meet the vet at the pasture where she kept her two horses, Snickers and Milky Way. Snickers had started limping a few days ago and didn’t seem to be improving, even with rest and the use of liniment. Skye hoped it wasn’t serious. The gelding was the best barrel-racing horse she’d ever owned—there’d been five over the years. He’d made her the queen of more than one rodeo by the time she turned twenty. Snickers had more heart than stamina these days, but that didn’t matter to Skye. She loved him to pieces.

      It took only minutes to drive to the east edge of town. On a Wednesday afternoon Skye was able to park on the street right in front of the salon. As she got out of the pickup, high-pitched voices called her name. She looked toward the corner and saw two teenage girls, books in their arms, apparently headed for the library. She knew them, of course, just as she knew almost everyone else in Kings Meadow. Krista and Sharon Malone, daughters of the high school principal.

      Hey! she called back with a wave of her hand.

      The girls moved on out of sight, and Skye pushed open the door to the salon, a tiny bell ringing above her head. The main room—smelling of perm solution and fruity shampoo—was completely empty. No stylists. No customers.

      Her mom looked out from the stockroom. Skye! Is it that time already? Gracious. I thought I would have my inventory done before you got here.

      Where is everybody?

      Slow day. Lori doesn’t work most Wednesdays, and Becca finished with her last client an hour ago, so she went home. When I’m done with you, I’m doing the same thing. She took a cape from a drawer and snapped it in the air, draping it around Skye as soon as she was in the chair. What are we doing today?

      Just trim the ends and shape my bangs.

      How much off? Her mom lifted a segment of hair.

      Skye swallowed a smile, knowing what was about to come. An inch. No more.

      Are you sure? Her mom placed her fingers, like a pair of scissors, up a good six inches from the ends. Because I think if we—

      "I don’t want short hair, Mom, and you aren’t going to change my mind."

      Her mom met her gaze in the mirror. Don’t you get tired of it always looking the same? You’ve had the same look since you were twelve, when you wouldn’t let me braid it anymore.

      I haven’t always had bangs.

      Her mom groaned in frustration. I give up.

      Skye laughed. I wish I believed that.

      Can I at least wash it for you?

      I’m kinda in a hurry. I’ve got to meet Dr. Parry at the pasture. He’s taking a look at Snickers’s leg, and then I have to get home to shower and change and have a bite to eat before it’s time for my adult class. I’m teaching them the two-step tonight.

      How many couples have you got coming? Her mom picked up the scissors and began trimming away the split ends.

      Four couples. They’ve been a great group. I’m having a lot of fun with them. She drew in a deep breath. And next week I begin giving private lessons to the Anderson-Malone wedding-party members.

      Already? Her mom’s eyes widened as she met Skye’s gaze in the mirror again.

      It’s less than two months until the wedding. That’s hardly any time at all.

      Seems like yesterday when you wondered if Buck Malone might be interested in you.

      Skye almost shook her head, but remembered in time to stay still.

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