The Journey Home
Georgiana Darcy has left girlhood far behind her. A young, single mother with two small daughters, she escaped a precarious existence. Now she has returned to her ancestral home, ready to rebuild her life. Her brother, William, welcomed her with open arms and helped her back on her feet. But home is more than a place—it’s a state of mind, and Georgiana has a journey of the heart ahead of her. As her brother falls in love with Elizabeth, the new girl in town, Georgiana finds herself drawn to William’s long-time friend, Sheriff Richard Fitzwilliam, a widower fifteen years her senior. Richard would never want her, or so she believes, but when he’s near, her sorrow vanishes. When Georgiana’s past comes roaring back to haunt her, can Richard and his kind, gentle ways help see her through?
TheJourney Home, a companion piece to the award-winning novel 1932, is a stand-alone “sidequel” novella—a story of self-discovery, acceptance, and romance that details one woman’s journey back from despair and forward to her future.
About the Author: Karen M. Cox
Karen M Cox is an award-winning author of novels accented with romance and history: 1932, Find Wonder in All Things, and Undeceived. She also contributed a short story, “Northanger Revisited 2015”, to the anthology, Sun-Kissed: Effusions of Summer, and a story titled, “I, Darcy” to The Darcy Monologues. The Journey Home is her first published novella.
Karen was born in Everett WA, which was the result of coming into the world as the daughter of a United States Air Force Officer. She had a nomadic childhood, with stints in North Dakota, Tennessee and New York State before finally settling in her family’s home state of Kentucky at the age of eleven. She lives in a quiet little town with her husband, where she works as a pediatric speech pathologist, encourages her children, and spoils her granddaughter.
Channeling Jane Austen’s Emma, Karen has let a plethora of interests lead her to begin many hobbies and projects she doesn’t quite finish, but she aspires to be a great reader and an excellent walker—like Elizabeth Bennet.
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“New Year’s Resolutions” - a short excerpt from The Journey Home
Georgiana Darcy and her brother, William, are having a serious discussion that quickly turns light-hearted and then heads into match-making territory…
“Well”—I replied briskly, sensing his discomfort with my praise—“you’re my hero, and Ruth’s hero, and especially Maggie’s hero.”
He looked sheepish and grinned. “Did I tell you what the little imp said to me the other day?”
“Told me I needed a wife, so she could have an auntie and cousins.”
I sputtered with laughter. Maggie had apparently been busy this week, presenting her case. “What did you tell her?” His cheeks had gotten noticeably redder; he had probably not meant to tell me that.
“I said it was not her concern.”
“Did she have a candidate for this position of the ‘wife’?”
He continued looking at the ground, a faraway expression on his face.
“Perhaps, Elizabeth Bennet?”
His head snapped up in shock. “How did you know?”
“How did I know Maggie suggested it? Or how did I know you’d been considering it? Don’t look at me like that. It’s written all over your face whenever you’re near her.”
“It is not!”
“It is to me.”
“Hmmph. Good lord, Gi. I hardly know her.”
“So, get to know her better. Ask to court her.”
“She won’t want me. I’m so much older than her.”
“Trust me. A woman can easily fall in love with a man who’s older than she is.” I’m living proof of that. “And you’re quite the catch, you know.”
“Do you think so?”
“I know so. She would be a fool to reject you. Think how much you could enrich her life—and I don’t mean just financial security, either.”
“Maybe she would overlook the difference in our ages, if there were… other benefits.”
I couldn’t help a giggle. “Goodness, William, you’re not a piece of farm equipment.”
“No, but she’s very practical. She thinks about things carefully. I’ve seen it.”
“If you want her, ask her. Life is short, Brother. Don’t wait and have regrets later.”
“Maybe… We’ll see.” He stood up, obviously finished with this line of conversation. “I’ll let you get back to your journal.”
He stopped at the doorway, a serious expression on his face. “Gigi?”
“I see what you mean, about Wickham giving us Maggie and Ruth. I never thought about it before, but perhaps I could show him mercy if I had to, for their sakes. I could live and let live, because he’s one of the reasons they’re here.”
“I think that would be good for your soul. Your friend Richard says that bitterness poisons the spirit.”
He nodded once and exited the room.
I looked over what I had written earlier.
…banish my fear
I picked up my pen and wrote with a flourish:
Bitterness poisons the spirit. – R.F.
“You’re absolutely right, Sheriff,” I whispered, drawing my finger lovingly over his words.