Sarah's Escape, Book 3 in the Sarah Book series, authored by Jim Baumgardner, was published this last year. Mr. Baumgardner was especially generous by allowing my family to read and review the first three books in the Sarah Book series. You can read my reviews of Sarah's Wish (Book 1) and Sarah's Promise (Book 2) for more on the Sarah Book series. We enjoyed reading historical fiction in the Civil War era. We enjoyed the Christian themes that penetrated the story and caused us to reflect as we read. Some of the characters were a hoot! I could just picture Granny and Doc as I read!
I thought you might enjoy reading an excerpt from Sarah's Escape, Book 3 in the Sarah book series:
Inside, Sarah saw him, and her heart skipped a beat. It felt like a giant hand squeezing the very breath from her. Then, color drained from her face and panic came—cold and sudden. Standing speechless, a terrible fear tore at her throat, and for a split second she thought of the will. Only Sam knew the hiding place.
“Sam!” Eliza screamed. “Oh, Sam, Oh, my dear Sam.” She knelt beside her husband, head on his chest, weeping uncontrollably. Sarah rushed to Eliza’s side as Esther flew through the doorway. Seeing her daddy on the floor staggered her, sending her reeling. Her knees buckled, and falling to the floor, she began to pray aloud.
“What in tarnation be happenin’ in here?”
The old lady stepped through the doorway. The sight of Sam on the floor, eyes open, unmoving, gripped her insides. Rushing to his side, Granny placed her hand on the front of his neck, feeling for a pulse. She shouted over the crying, “What happened to him?” The bawling only grew louder.
“Eliza Smith! Git a hold of yerself. Let me try to help the man. What happened afore we got here?”
“He complained of a headache, and his vision was blurred,” she sobbed it out. “Esther was going to get Doctor Baum, and then he just fell over. Is he dead? Is he dead? Tell me, Granny, tell me the truth.”
Granny clutched her friend’s hand. “No! He be alive, barely. His heart’s a beatin’ but weak. Not much breath, either.”
“What can we do? What’s wrong with him?”
“I seen it afore, and I’ll not lie to ya. It ain’t good.” Her body stiffened a little, and she turned squarely to face Eliza. “Appears like he be brain struck!”
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