In the wooded Ozark hills Joanna met proud-hearted Linc Wilder. His gold-flecked eyes mocked her; his country-born spirit clashed with her city-wise ways. His lean body challenged her, sparking her senses till Joanna was as sweetly glowing as the foxfire that lit their nights.
This was no will-o'-the-wisp, to slip away in the dark, but a bright and shining love to show the way into tomorrow.
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