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Holding On (Colorado High Country #6) —
The Colorado High Country series returns with Conrad and Kenzie's story.

A hero barely holding on…

Harrison Conrad returned to Scarlet Springs from Nepal, the sole survivor of a freak accident on Mt. Everest. Shattered and grieving for his friends, he vows never to climb again and retreats into a bottle of whiskey—until Kenzie Morgan shows up at his door with a tiny puppy asking for his help. He’s the last person in the world she should ask to foster this little furball. He’s barely capable of managing his own life right now, let alone caring for a helpless, adorable, fluffy puppy. But Conrad has always had a thing for Kenzie with her bright smile and sweet curves. One look into her pleading blue eyes, and he can’t say no.

The woman who won’t let him fall…

Kenzie Morgan’s life went to the dogs years ago. A successful search dog trainer and kennel owner, she gets her fill of adventure volunteering for the Rocky Mountain Search & Rescue Team. The only thing missing from her busy life is love. It’s not easy finding Mr. Right in a small mountain town, especially when she’s unwilling to date climbers. She long ago swore never again to fall for a guy who might one day leave her for a rock. When Conrad returns from a climbing trip haunted by the catastrophe that killed his best friend, Kenzie can see he’s hurting and wants to help. She just might have the perfect way to bring him back to the world of the living. But friendship quickly turns into something more—and now she’s risking her heart to heal his.

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Thursday, February 05, 2009

Interview with the MacKinnon brothers/Encore

The whipping post at Fort William-Henry.

These MacKinnon brothers are just a bit too popular for their own good. I had to wait for Connor to get good and drunk because I knew he wouldn’t answer some of these questions unless there was rum in his vein. So while we wait a few more minutes for him to drink, I thought I'd mention that his brothers, Iain and Morgan, are currently ahead in the Fairy Godmother Menage A Trois poll (hmm, that sounds strange, doesn't it?). I neglected to include an entry for "Reece and Mr. Jiggle Stick," which would have gotten at least one vote if I'd remembered to include it. So, if that's the menage you'd ask your Fairy Godmother to provide, just send me an email.

We’ll start with Ronlyn’s question for Morgan, so that Connor can have a bit more time with his flask.

For Morgan: Would you *really* have been able to leave Amalie behind?

Morgan: Aye, but only for her sake. If not for that mac-d├Čolain Rillieux, I would have left her on our weddin’ night. I’d have crept out by the postern gate and made my way to the river and then to the forest beyond. I couldna have stayed, and I couldna have taken her from the safety of the fort’s walls. It is strange to say it, but I see the hand of the Almighty in what happened that night. For if Rillieux had not taken us both, I’d ne’er have seen her again.

For Connor: Now that you're leading the Rangers, how do you relax during your downtime? AND (ok, so it's two questions) after watching both brothers fall in love with their wonderful wives, do you have a fanstasy woman in mind?

Connor: When I’m given leave, I go back the farm to see my family. My nephews and my wee niece — they grow like weeds! Iain Cameron has the run of the house now. And the twins — my namesake, Connor, and little Joseph, they look so like Morgan. Sweet Mara is as fair as her mother. Aye, Iain will have his hands full when she nears womanhood, so he will.

When I’m in camp, I enjoy a gill of rum wi’ my men, talkin’ of friends lost and battles won, listening to Dougie play.

And whene’er I’m sent to Albany, why then I pay a visit to the pub in search of ale and the pleasurable company of women. There are a goodly few in Albany who consider it a joy to pass the night wi’ me.

A fantasy woman? [grins] Are you askin' me if there's a woman in my mind when I... um... Can you truly be askin' me that?

Connor, I think she means to ask whether you have an ideal woman in mind when you think of the sort of woman you might love and wish to marry.

Connor: Forgi'e me. I misunderstood. I dinnae let myself think on that. I'm no' the sort of man a good lass would wish to marry.

For Connor: Connor take care, because I want to see you happily married to the love of your life with at least a half dozen little Connors running around your home and a few sweet little lasses that look just like their mother.

Connor: ’Tis kind of you to make such a wish for me, but… [shakes head, takes a drink from his flask] Some men are meant to take wives and father children. Look at Iain. Or Morgan! Or young Brendan. He’s got two daughters, that one does. But I… I ken naugh’ but this war. Strange to say, but I’ve fought the French longer than either of my brothers. I was three-and-twenty when Wentworth forced us to take the King’s schilling. I sometimes wonder… If the war ends, what will become of men like me? ’Tis a waste of time to think upon. The future holds naugh' of the sort for me. I’ve long kent that this war will be the end of me. I will die in battle.


On that cheerful note, I thought I'd mention that I do have one question for Lord William Wentworth that I've saved up. So if you have more questions for the MacKinnon Brothers or for Lord William, email them to me. In the meantime, Barbara's contest is still going on, and there are a few more days to vote in my latest silly poll.


Debbie H said...

Awww, Connor, don't be thinking like that. It's just the rum talking. You are so worthy of a good wife and children.

Christi said...

Oh, ye of little faith, Connor. Your inner Pamela will nae let that happen, to die in war! Pssha. I ken she has a special lass for ya somewhere out there. *sigh* too bad it's not me :-)

Anonymous said...

LOL! Conner is funny! I think I'm going to like him :)

How do you come up with this stuff? Man, you're good!

Bo said...

Ooh,I am loving this grim,dark side of Connor more & more! For some reason,the idea that he believes he has nothing to look forward to,no hope for the future,is bringing to mind a take-no-prisoners,hell-bent-for-leather rogue who mocks death.Yum! *G*

Questions for the wee German princeling,hmmm.I could get downright vicious with that *G*

Hi, Debbie — I'll passed your words along:

Connor: [Shakes head] ’Tis kind of you to say so, lass, but I'm no' like my brothers. They are warriors, aye, but also men of honor, while I... [takes a drink, drops the issue]

Hi, Christi — I had trouble passing this along to Connor because he thinks I'm a figment of his imagination. Sad, because I'd be happy to marry him!

Hi, Barbara — I'm glad you enjoyed it. How do I come up with it? I don't. They do. That sounds crazy, I know, but they feel real to me. All I have to do is listen to them. It doesn't feel like it's coming from me. Yes, I hear voices. LOL!

Bo, dear, I got your questions for Lord William. OUCH! You cut right to the heart of that man and lay him flat on the ground. I'll be interested to hear what he has to say. I'm glad you're likin' Connor so far.

Linda A. said...

Have you the sight, then, Connor? I thought t'was Joseph who saw the future in dreams and visions in the fire. There is much more in store for you than death in battle, lad. What a sad waste that would be to all us lassies! Not a man of honor? Bite your tongue!

Debbie H said...

Connor, dear, what makes you think you are not a man of honor? I think you are being too hard on yourself. Would you like to talk awhile? Get rid of some ghosts that keep haunting you? I'm here for you anytime, OK?

I'd have a few choice words for Lord William myself. As a family historian the idea of leaving a few cuckoos in somebody elses nest just makes me cringe. Yeah, I'm sure it happened a lot more often than what we think but still.

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