Saturday, 7 September 2013

**Blog Tour** Hydraulic Level Five by Sarah Latchaw


Title:   Hydraulic Level Five

Author:  Sarah Latchaw

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publication Date:  September 3, 2013

Publisher:  Omnific Publishing

Cover Designed By:  Amy Brokaw / Micha Stone

Event organized by: Literati Author Services, Inc.



How does a woman get over her one great love? With whitewater rafting, bluegrass, and a touch of revenge…

Kaye is an extreme sports addict with a kind heart and an axe to grind with her childhood sweetheart and ex-husband, renowned writer Samuel Caulfield Cabral. While Samuel enjoys a celebrity life in New York, Kaye remains in their hometown of Lyons, Colorado, running her PR agency and chatting daily with Samuel’s family, the beloved Cabrals—first-generation Mexican-Americans who have embraced Kaye as their own.

But when Samuel returns for his sister’s wedding with his new love interest, stunning editor Caroline Ortega , the gloves are stripped off. Kaye is determined to unearth the reasons behind the death of their marriage and why two people who lived to love each other were driven apart.

She discovers startling revelations about Samuel, about life…and about herself.


About the Author



Sarah Latchaw was raised in eastern Iowa and appreciates beauty in mud-splattered gravel roads, weathered farm faces, and combine harvesters powering through cornfields. She also loves to explore the world, thanks to countless family minivan trips across the States to coastal cities and national monuments. This passion for finding stories led to college adventures to Israel and Palestine, Jordan, Slovakia, Germany, and other European countries. Each place’s story rests in the back of her mind and in her childhood photo albums.


In 2002, Sarah received her BA from Wartburg College in public relations and media, and entered the workforce, ready to climb the ladder. However, when researching MBA applications evoked feelings of dread, she realized a corporate marketing career wasn’t for her. With the unfailing support of her loving husband, she chose to pursue a career in freelance and creative writing, and received her MA from Iowa State University in 2009.


These days, Sarah wakes every morning thrilled to cuddle her small children, show them the world, then capture that world and shape it into stories on paper. She also enjoys her piano, volunteering in her community, and reading anything with a cohesive plot. She and her family reside in Des Moines, Iowa.

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I shouldn't have snooped, but a piece of me was caulked in the walls of this room. There was a five-by-seven picture frame lying face down on his desk: his high school graduation. Samuel was in a cap and gown, grinning for the camera. I was piggy-backing behind him, arms wrapped around his neck, my cheek pressed next to his. The picture had once been in our apartment after we married. I thought he'd taken it with him to New York, but he must have abandoned it to his parents, probably along with a pile of other mementos.

I'd heard Danita turn off the shower down the hall a while ago and probably should have cleared out right then. But something caught my eye on Samuel's desk—a pile of papers, typed and marked up in his handwriting. A single phrase jumped out, and so did my heart: Planet Bluegrass. What the heck? A brief scan told me it was a draft chapter of his writing, with the heading “Hydraulic Level Five”…a whitewater story?

A throat cleared behind me. I dropped the page, spinning around to see Danita in the doorway, arms crossed. Her damp hair curled around her shoulders, but she was dressed and ready to hit the trails.

“Looking for something?” The corners of her mouth twitched.

So busted. “Nope! Just dropping off towels.” She swatted my tush as I swept by, and I yelped.

“You're bad, Kaye. Come on, there's nothing in here you haven't seen before.”

Nothing, except for Samuel's draft chapter that had something to do with Planet Bluegrass and whitewater hydraulics. It was enough of a mystery to stir my nosiness. Already, my brain plotted ways to get another peek at that manuscript…

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