Real
Life and Writing Books
with author Norma Gail

Our
day at the Highland Games was as far from summer as I can imagine, cold and
very rainy:
The
weather felt like autumn, but the hearty Scots appeared to be enjoying their
summer weather, ignoring the constant drizzle punctuated by periods of pelting
rain.
“Thanks
for suggesting the rain suit. I’m not used to this.” She smiled at the sight of
children in sleeveless shirts and shorts and a dapper-looking older couple
strolling along in their tartans, licking ice cream cones and declaring it “a
lovely day.”
Bonny
regarded the varied group of contestants gathering on the track, already
dripping wet. The rain was coming down in buckets. “They’re going to run up
that mountain in this?”

“Come
see this.” Kieran and Bonny stood atop Grant Tower at Urquhart Castle,
overlooking Loch Ness. For her, it was a place of poignant memories. He pointed
to a rainbow arching from one side of the loch to the other as she moved into
the crook of his arm. “Now, down there.”
She stood
on tiptoe and looked to where he pointed, at the base of the tower.
“Step
onto that ledge and I’ll steady you.”
The
warmth of his hands around her waist contrasted with the chill wind. She
shivered and leaned close enough to hear the stubble on his chin scratching
against her raincoat. “The rainbow enters the water at the foot of the tower.
Another fifty feet, and it would form a complete circle. Amazing.”
His arms
tightened around her. “No more so than the woman in my arms.”
She kept
silent. Did he feel it? What could be more romantic than a rainbow all their
own?
A piece of my heart remains in Scotland to this day.
However, it lives springs to life through my characters, Bonny Bryant, a feisty
American college professor running from loss, and Kieran MacDonell, a Highland
Games hunk of a sheep farmer fighting his own dark struggles to win her heart. Land of My Dreams spans the distance between
New Mexico’s high desert mountains and the misty Scottish Highlands with a
timeless story of overwhelming grief, undying
love, and compelling faith.
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Thank you for hosting me today, Ruth! God bless!
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