Book One Friendship Heirloom: Persistence

Zoë Rossdale is the clumsy girl who always has her elbows, feet, eyes, and brass-red hair going in the wrong directions. She floats around in her own world, comfortable there alone, only to be jarred back into the real one when her obliviousness gets her in trouble again. After a lifetime of being evaluated critically--first by her own father, and then by everyone around her--and found wanting, she's trying to change...for her own good. She's reaffirmed her commitment to Christ and vowed not to do any of the stupid, possibly illegal, things she'd done for years on the pitiful excuse of surviving. After nearly being fired from the only job she could get to keep her from starving and living on the streets, she's going to school once more and trying to do better for her über-patient boss. And she's allowed her best friends to talk her into getting contacts, some new clothes, and a more flattering hairstyle. They tell her she looks beautiful, but she feels more like a dodo bird than ever before--until she literally runs into the only man she's ever gone loopy over.

Curt Bertoletti has spent years trying to forget the seriously messed-up Zoë and her embarrassing ways. The only person who'd ever approved of the ditzy klutz was his mother, and his mother has become relentless in her cause to get him married and settled down. Surely that's what conjured the appearance of Zoë...Zoë, who looks so little like the girl he remembers. Even as he vows that he won't stray again--out of weakness or whatever it was that had him stone-gone over her before--he can't help remembering how well he and Zoë fit together. They'd truly been two abnormal peas in an even stranger pod. But no other woman had ever gotten that misty look in her eyes when she looked at him, or kissed him like she'd forgotten anyone or anything else existed. No other woman made him so happy, so mad, so sad, and so content. Though he's walking stronger in the Lord than he ever has before and he finally knows what he wants in life, he's convinced Zoë Rossdale is not it--matchmaking mother or no matchmaking mother. So why can't he forget her and be done with it?

For better or worse, Zoë will always be Zoë--the clumsy girl with her dress tucked into her pantyhose, toilet paper stuck to her shoe and trailing in her wake, the girl whose idea of falling in love is to stand at the edge of the precipice, throw out her arms and confidently jump into a free-fall. If Zoë will always be Zoë, the only question left is, can they both live with that fact? Forever?

Zoë Rossdale was a secondary character in GLASS ANGELS, Book 4 of the Family Heirlooms Series.