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The Christy Miller Collection, Vol. 1 (Summer Promise / A Whisper and a Wish / Yours Forever)
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About The Christy Miller Collection, Vol. 1
Product Description Bestselling author Robin Jones Gunn packs all 4 Volumes of the Christy Miller Series with enough romance, drama and heartwarming moments to keep you reading the entire series and wanting more. It all starts the summer Christy turns 15. She leaves Wisconsin and spends her vacation with her wealthy aunt and uncle in Newport Beach, California. That's where she meets Todd, the surfer with the screaming silver blue eyes who changes her life forever. Find out what happens when Christy's parents make an announcement that puts Christy in a new high school at the start of her sophomore year. A red-headed new best friend, a try at cheerleading, a job at a pet store, and expectations for the prom fill Christy's high school years with a string of laughter-and-tears moments. Fireball Katie keeps everyone guessing what she'll do next. Todd keeps showing up and saying just the right thing while popular Rick is determined to convince Christy she should go out with him. As these memorable years unfold, Christy and her "peculiar treasure" friends draw close to each other in the good times and the bad. Love grows and hearts are knit together for eternity. About the Author ROBIN JONES GUNN is the best-selling author of 100 books, including the widely popular Christy Miller series, Sierra Jensen series and Christy award-winning Christian fiction in the Glenbrooke and Sisterchicks series. Her non-fiction titles include "Praying for Your Future Husband" co-authored with Tricia Goyer and "Spoken For" co-authored with Alyssa Bethke. Robin's Father Christmas novels have been made into 3 Hallmark movies. Her books have sold over 5.5 million copies worldwide. She and her husband have two children and live in Hawaii. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Off to a Bad Start1“I hate you! I hate you!” Christy Miller shouted at her reflection in the closet-door mirror. With a wild grrrr she wadded up her beach towel and heaved it at the mirror, watching it wobble and distort her lanky proportions. “Christy darling?” came a shrill voice from the hallway. “Are you back from the beach so soon?” “Yes, Aunt Marti.” Christy grabbed a brush and pretended to be untangling her long, nutmeg-brown hair. Her aunt, a slim, stylish woman in her forties, opened the guest room door and looked around. “What was all the commotion? Who were you talking to?” “Nobody. Just myself,” Christy answered calmly, trying to suppress the volcano of fiery emotions boiling within her. “Why aren’t you out on the beach, dear? It’s a gorgeous day, and here you sit in your room, talking to yourself.” Aunt Marti dramatically pointed her acrylic fingernail toward the door. “You should be out there enjoying yourself!” Christy bit her quivering lip and didn’t answer. “This is California. Live a little! We didn’t fly you all the way from Wisconsin so you could spend the summer hiding in your room. Get out there and make some friends.” Suddenly the internal volcano erupted with great force, spewing words with the hot tears. “I tried, all right?” Christy choked. “I tried to get in with some of the beach kids, but they’re all a bunch of snobs! I can’t stand them! They’re rude and mean, and they laughed at me.” Christy covered her face with her hands; the tears oozed through her fingers. “I had no idea!” Her aunt switched tones and ushered Christy to the edge of the bed. There, there. Tell me what’s bothering you, dear.” It took Christy a few minutes to compose herself before she said calmly, “I don’t fit in with the people here. They think I’m a nerd.” “Well, are you?” her aunt challenged. “Am I what?” “A nerd.” Christy didn’t answer. She stared across the room at her reflection in the mirror. “Well?” her aunt prodded. “Look at me, Aunt Martha!” Christy jumped up from the bed and stood in front of her. “I’m as white as a frosty cone–sort of shaped like one too! If that doesn’t make me a nerd in Newport Beach, I don’t know what does!”
