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Title: Who is Sarah Randall
Series: The Randalls #1
Author: Gail Haris
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 13, 2020
Everything she knew was a lie…
Her mother. Her abductor.
After her beloved mother passes away, Olivia discovers a box filled with secrets that shatters everything she thought she knew.
The woman who raised her, with love and kindness, was never who she claimed to be. The truth thrusts Olivia into a new town with strangers who claim to be her rightful family.
Torn from all she’s ever known, Olivia hunts to find who she truly is in the midst of this topsy-turvy mystery. While forbidden to contact her abductor's relatives, there is one caring and compassionate boy that may be able to help her uncover her hidden truth.
There’s one problem - he’s her abductor’s nephew.
Prologue
Dearest Olivia, I love you. I love you more than words can describe. I need you to know that. I need you to remember that, especially after everything you have heard or will hear. I also want you to know I don’t regret anything! You may not be my biological child, but I will always see you as my precious daughter.
My Luv Bug. You must believe me when I say that raising you, loving you, and cherishing you have been by far the greatest joys I’ve ever known. My side of the story is kept in my journal. I won’t ask you to understand why I did it.
I honestly don’t want you to understand; because, to understand my actions, you’d have to know that pain, and I would never wish that upon you. Please forgive me. Please remember me for how you knew me, not how you’ll come to know me.
I love you forever and always, Mom
I let the letter fall from my hands onto the floor. This doesn’t make sense. I rush to the bathroom and dry heave. Knock. Knock. Luv Bug? Are you okay? It’s Aunt Andrea…or who I thought was my aunt.
Chapter 1
Mom! Mom! In here, Luv Bug. I rush into the kitchen and throw my bag on top of the kitchen table. Angie said that Aaron Lancaster was asking about me! Me! Oh gosh. He might even ask me to Homecoming.
My mom chuckles as she closes the door on the dishwasher. Aaron Lancaster, huh? Yes! I’ve had a crush on him for the past two years. Has it been two years? Doesn’t sound like a smart boy if he still hasn’t asked you out.
You’re too beautiful and sweet to waste your time pining over an idiot. I grab a bag of chips from the pantry and slam the door harder than necessary. Mom.
Of course she thinks I’m the prettiest, smartest, sweetest, and basically perfect-est. She has always gone on about how I look like an angel with my fair skin, blue-green eyes, long wavy blonde hair, button nose, and full lips.
Her opinion is skewed so I don’t think she realizes what a big deal this is. Mom must see my frustration because she walks over and wraps her arms around me. I try to nudge her off, but she kisses my temple and just holds me tighter.
If you’re excited, then so am I. You have the best judgement out of everyone I know, so this Aaron must be pretty special to have caught your eye. For two years, no less. I roll my eyes and she laughs.
He is pretty darn cute. Isn’t he on the football team? I blush and look up at her through my eyelashes. Yeah. And doesn’t he work at the pizza place?
I can’t stop the grin that spreads across my face. Yeah. I don’t feel like cooking tonight. Wanna go out for pizza? Maybe call Angie and she can tag along.
I squeal as I do a little spin. I rush over and wrap my arms around mom giving her a big squeeze. You’re the best. On the way to the pizzeria, we stop and pick up my best friend Angie.
We’re both cheerleaders and play on the community soccer team, since our school is too small for an actual school team. Don’t be impressed by the cheerleader status.
Our school is so small that if you can manage a cartwheel, you’re on the team. We barely have enough students for a football team. Like me, Angie is an only child being raised by a single mother.
She’s wilder than me and to be honest, if we’d met in high school, we probably wouldn’t be hanging out so much. But we met back in daycare and have been inseparable ever since.
Hello, Cindy. Angie greets my mom when she climbs in the backseat. Her clothes hug her lean, tan body. Her brown hair hangs in loose curls.
Her full pouty lips are already a little large for her face, but they are even more pronounced with her red lipstick. She swears it drives boys wild.
Hey girl. Are you ready for pizza? I hear there’s a handsome boy-Mom! My mom just laughs as I look back at Angie, who is also cracking up. I’m sorry, Luv Bug. I’ll stop.
You better behave. I shouldn’t have told you. I groan. What? We’re best friends. You can always tell me things. I was only teasing. She reaches over and squeezes my hand. She’s right.
She is my best friend, other than Angie, and my biggest supporter. I sometimes wonder if we’re this close because it’s just the two of us. But Angie isn’t nearly as close with her mom. So, I guess we do have a special bond. I’m just lucky I guess.
Dearest Olivia, I love you. I love you more than words can describe. I need you to know that. I need you to remember that, especially after everything you have heard or will hear. I also want you to know I don’t regret anything! You may not be my biological child, but I will always see you as my precious daughter.
My Luv Bug. You must believe me when I say that raising you, loving you, and cherishing you have been by far the greatest joys I’ve ever known. My side of the story is kept in my journal. I won’t ask you to understand why I did it.
I honestly don’t want you to understand; because, to understand my actions, you’d have to know that pain, and I would never wish that upon you. Please forgive me. Please remember me for how you knew me, not how you’ll come to know me.
I love you forever and always, Mom
I let the letter fall from my hands onto the floor. This doesn’t make sense. I rush to the bathroom and dry heave. Knock. Knock. Luv Bug? Are you okay? It’s Aunt Andrea…or who I thought was my aunt.
Chapter 1
Mom! Mom! In here, Luv Bug. I rush into the kitchen and throw my bag on top of the kitchen table. Angie said that Aaron Lancaster was asking about me! Me! Oh gosh. He might even ask me to Homecoming.
My mom chuckles as she closes the door on the dishwasher. Aaron Lancaster, huh? Yes! I’ve had a crush on him for the past two years. Has it been two years? Doesn’t sound like a smart boy if he still hasn’t asked you out.
You’re too beautiful and sweet to waste your time pining over an idiot. I grab a bag of chips from the pantry and slam the door harder than necessary. Mom.
Of course she thinks I’m the prettiest, smartest, sweetest, and basically perfect-est. She has always gone on about how I look like an angel with my fair skin, blue-green eyes, long wavy blonde hair, button nose, and full lips.
Her opinion is skewed so I don’t think she realizes what a big deal this is. Mom must see my frustration because she walks over and wraps her arms around me. I try to nudge her off, but she kisses my temple and just holds me tighter.
If you’re excited, then so am I. You have the best judgement out of everyone I know, so this Aaron must be pretty special to have caught your eye. For two years, no less. I roll my eyes and she laughs.
He is pretty darn cute. Isn’t he on the football team? I blush and look up at her through my eyelashes. Yeah. And doesn’t he work at the pizza place?
I can’t stop the grin that spreads across my face. Yeah. I don’t feel like cooking tonight. Wanna go out for pizza? Maybe call Angie and she can tag along.
I squeal as I do a little spin. I rush over and wrap my arms around mom giving her a big squeeze. You’re the best. On the way to the pizzeria, we stop and pick up my best friend Angie.
We’re both cheerleaders and play on the community soccer team, since our school is too small for an actual school team. Don’t be impressed by the cheerleader status.
Our school is so small that if you can manage a cartwheel, you’re on the team. We barely have enough students for a football team. Like me, Angie is an only child being raised by a single mother.
She’s wilder than me and to be honest, if we’d met in high school, we probably wouldn’t be hanging out so much. But we met back in daycare and have been inseparable ever since.
Hello, Cindy. Angie greets my mom when she climbs in the backseat. Her clothes hug her lean, tan body. Her brown hair hangs in loose curls.
Her full pouty lips are already a little large for her face, but they are even more pronounced with her red lipstick. She swears it drives boys wild.
Hey girl. Are you ready for pizza? I hear there’s a handsome boy-Mom! My mom just laughs as I look back at Angie, who is also cracking up. I’m sorry, Luv Bug. I’ll stop.
You better behave. I shouldn’t have told you. I groan. What? We’re best friends. You can always tell me things. I was only teasing. She reaches over and squeezes my hand. She’s right.
She is my best friend, other than Angie, and my biggest supporter. I sometimes wonder if we’re this close because it’s just the two of us. But Angie isn’t nearly as close with her mom. So, I guess we do have a special bond. I’m just lucky I guess.
©Gail Haris 2020
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Gail Haris believes in fairy tales, love, and laughter as the best medicine.
She was born and raised in a small town in the Midwest. After graduating with a degree in Mass Communications, Gail went on adventures traveling in America and Europe.
Her favourite adventures are the ones she gets lost in with a good book.
Her love for reading and traveling lead her to attend book conventions. Those conventions gave her the encouragement she needed to combine her passion for creativity and storytelling. Using coffee and her imagination she loves writing contemporary romances that blend laughter and true love out of every day chaos.
When Gail isn’t day dreaming in front of her computer, she’s busy raising her two daughters with the man of her dreams. She loves traveling with her family, binge watching television series with her husband, singing Disney songs with her daughters, and having huge family and friends get-togethers that involve lots of food and usually a cake.
She hopes by following her own dream of becoming an author, she can set an example to her daughters that dreams can become reality. Maybe she can encourage you too.
Never stop believing in love, dreams, and yourself. And coffee…don’t give up on coffee and books ;)
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