Saturday, September 22, 2012

Blog Tour: Second Chance by Rachel Hanna

Today I will have a Review and Giveaway. First, let's get to know the Author! 

Rachel Hanna is a wife and mother of three kids living outside of Atlanta. Her
lifelong love of writing brought her to the world of romance novels, and hasn't
looked back since. She loves to create deep characters who have real feelings and
situations that come up in their lives. Her favorite thing to do is hang with her
family, read tons of great fiction and create new experiences for her readers.


Twitter @RachelHannaBook

Contemporary Romance

When Shannon Harris's husband of 18
years dies, she is left a widow. But, she is
glad he is dead after he emotionally abused
her for all of those years. Now, she worries
that she will never be able to open up her heart to any man again. With her
daughter leaving for college, the 39 year old widow is forced to move to the
Georgia mountains due to her deceased husband's legal antics.There she meets
Tanner and her world is turned upside down. Can she trust him? Should she?
When her worst nightmare happens, she has to make a decision - move forward on
blind faith or run away.
Filled with suspense, twists and turns, you will adore this modern love story!

My Rating:

My Review:
This is a quick read that definitely lives up to it's title in the fact that it helps to show that everyone deserves a second chance no matter what happens in life.

Shannon Harris has had the short end of the stick all of her life. It is sad to learn about her past and everything she has been through and as a reader you just want her to finally have her happy ending. It's actually not as simple as it would seem and even though she meets Tanner who has her re-thinking Love, life throws her so many new curve balls that soon interfere with her hope for that Love.

I really did enjoy this story, I thought the character development was great and I really connected to them as a reader. Unfortunately this story suffered a little bit from it's length in my opinion. I think that for a shorter story there was too much happening and honestly it read a times like a Soap Opera with how many bad things were happening the the same person. I think that if it was longer and more spread out then it wouldn't have read that way. 

Definitely an enjoyable read and I look forward to reading more from Rachel Hanna in the future. 


After I hung up the phone, I realized that I hadn’t eaten lunch or dinner, and my stomach was
growling like a bear. I walked into the kitchen to see if there was anything in there that might
suit my fancy. When you’re hungry, just about anything edible will work.

Thankfully, there was some food in the fridge which was weird since no one had been living
there for awhile. I found a frozen TV dinner with fried chicken, mashed potatoes and green
beans in it. The date was still good, so I figured the former owner may have been there recently
and stayed overnight or something.

I fired up the microwave and started cooking the meal. Then, I noticed a radio hanging on the
wall. I also saw a bottle of red wine sitting in a wine rack on the counter. I found a wine glass in
one of my boxes and poured myself a glass.

I decided a little music was in order, so I turned it on my favorite station but it was full of static
because I was so far outside of the range.

I found another station that was playing Southern classic rock and Sweet Home Alabama was on.
I love that song, so I turned up the volume in an effort to wake myself up.

As the food cooked, I started swaying and singing to the music. I felt a sense of freedom wash
over me for the first time in almost two decades. Sweet Home Alabama had never sounded so

I closed my eyes and started dancing around on the hardwood floors. Without thinking, I
bumped into the counter and spilled the red wine all over my white lace sundress.

“Dang it!” I said as I pulled the sundress over my head. Realizing I was standing there in just my
bra and panties, I had a momentary freak out wondering who could see me through the kitchen
windows. Then, I realized that I was so far outside of the city, I could run naked through the
front yard if I wanted. Freedom washed over me again.

The song changed to one of my favorites of all time - Brown Eyed Girl by Van Morrison. My
newfound freedom kicked into high gear as my exhaustion wore away and my feet began
dancing again. Here I was, in my bra and panties wearing nothing but a pair of designer cowboy
boots, dancing around this large country farmhouse.

My, how life had suddenly changed…

I danced and danced, eyes closed, singing at the top of my lungs. I never even heard the
microwave bell “ding” when my food was done cooking. Instead, I swigged a little wine and
kept dancing.

Suddenly, I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. You know that feeling you get
when someone is watching you? I opened my eyes and turned around to see a man standing in
the arched doorway between the kitchen and the living room.

Without missing a beat, I grabbed a butcher knife from one of the kitchen boxes, held it up and
said “I’ve got a knife!”

“Well, ma’m, you might have a knife but the blade seems to be missing… And your clothes are
missing too, I might add,” he said with a smirk that made me want to smack him.

“Crap,” I muttered as I dropped the knife handle which had broken away from the blade. I
quickly grabbed my wine stained dress from the floor and held it in front of me to cover what I

“It’s okay, I am not here to hurt you. I live here,” he said walking toward me.


Follow along with this tour! 

September 17 Guest blog

September 18 Promo and review

September 19 Guest blog

September 19 Interview

September 20 Guest blog and review

September 21 Promo

September 21 Review

September 23 Interview

September 24 promo

September 24 Review

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