Irish Meadows (Courage to Dream Book #1)

By Susan Anne Mason

1911, Long Island, New York

Faced With an Uncertain Future, Sometimes
All You Have Left Is the Courage to Dream

Brianna and Colleen O'Leary know their Irish immigrant father expects them to marry well. Recently he's put even more pressure on them, insinuating that the very future of their Long Island horse farm, Irish Meadows, rests in their ability to land prosperous husbands. Both girls, however, have different visions for their futures.

Brianna, a quiet girl with a quick mind, dreams of attending college. Vivacious Colleen, meanwhile, is happy to marry--as long as her father's choice meets her exacting standards of the ideal groom. When former stable hand Gilbert Whelan returns from business school and distant relative Rylan Montgomery visits Long Island during his seminary training, the two men quickly complicate everyone's plans.

As the farm slips ever closer to ruin, James O'Leary grows more desperate. It will take every ounce of courage for both sisters to avoid being pawns in their father's machinations and instead follow their hearts. And even if they do, will they inevitably find their dreams too distant to reach?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
• Release date: Jun 30, 2015
• ISBN: 9781441228567

Susan Anne Mason

Susan lives with her husband, two children and two cats in a suburb outside of Toronto, Ontario, Canada. In addition to writing, she works part-time as a church secretary. She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW) and Romance Writers of America (RWA). When not writing, Susan enjoys scrapbooking and researching her family ancestry on-line.

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1

MAY 1911

LONG ISLAND, NEW YORK

LATE-AFTERNOON SHADOWS chased Gilbert Whelan up the long drive to the O’Leary mansion. The fanciful images seemed to bolster him from behind, giving him the courage to push forward. Even so, his steps slowed as he approached the flagstone path leading up to the house. A wave of homesickness tightened his throat, his suitcase weighing heavy in his hand.

Had it really been the better part of three years since he’d crossed the threshold? Gil swallowed the bitter taste of guilt that plagued him and continued to the foot of the wide, welcoming staircase. He set his battered bag on the ground and took in the familiar view—the wraparound porch, the double front door. He’d come here as a child with his widowed mother, who’d hired on as the O’Learys’ housekeeper. Gil still found it difficult to think of the tragic illness that had claimed his mother’s life and led to him being taken in as part of the O’Leary family.

Belonging . . . yet not belonging.

Gil ran a hand over the large white column to his left, his touch hesitant, nearly reverent. The red bricks of Irish Meadows had changed little since he’d been gone. If only the same could be said of its inhabitants.

Gil let his hand fall away with a sigh. If he’d had his way, he wouldn’t have come back at all—for a multitude of complicated reasons. But he owed the O’Learys too much to avoid them any longer. So, he would stay long enough to repay his debt to his guardians, and then he’d move on to start a life of his own.

Lord, I could really use Your guidance here. Give me the strength to do what needs to be done without hurting anyone in the process.

Behind the ornate doors, Gil knew the family would be waiting to greet him like a long-lost son returning home. Reluctant to face their exuberant welcomes just yet, Gil turned down the stone path and made his way to the one place he felt most at home—the O’Leary stables. When he rounded the corner of the house and spied the enormous barn, a thrill of anticipation shot through him. How blessed he’d been to work on such a top-notch farm, raising and training the best racehorses on the eastern seaboard. At James O’Leary’s feet, Gil had learned everything he needed to branch out on his own one day soon.

As he entered the building, Gil breathed in the familiar scent of hay, horse, and manure. He’d missed working with the animals almost as much as he’d missed the O’Learys. Manhattan was an exhilarating city, but Gil far preferred the fresh air, wide skies, and open meadows of Long Island. Especially in the spring when all of nature bloomed anew.

His gaze skimmed the immaculate mahogany stalls with their engraved brass nameplates for each thoroughbred. His ears tuned to the horses’ quiet nickering, a sound more beautiful than a symphony. As his eyes adjusted to the dim light, Gil made his way to the one stall he’d be able to find blindfolded. When he raised the latch, Midnight Royalty gave a loud whinny in greeting. In an instant, Gil had his arms around the great black neck, murmuring words of affection for his friend. The horse tossed his head, flicking his nose to send Gil’s cap sailing into the straw.

Gil laughed out loud. I’ve missed you too, boy. But I’m home now. For a while anyway. He stroked his hand along Midnight’s sleek flank. Looks like they’ve been taking good care of you while I was gone. Your coat’s as shiny as I’ve ever seen it.

I brushed him every day for you.

Gil’s hand froze on Midnight’s back, every vertebrae of his spine stiffening.

Brianna. The one person he’d been trying not to think about, trying not to imagine seeing again for the first time in three years. He swallowed hard, and then turned to find her standing in the open doorway of the stall. His lungs seized, trapping his air, while his heart beat an unsteady rhythm in his chest.

The sprite of a girl he’d left behind had matured into a beautiful young woman. Clad in a dress of soft green that showed off her slim figure, Brianna stood quietly, hands clasped against her skirts. She wore her reddish-gold curls swept atop her head, leaving a few strands clinging to her slender neck. Wide green eyes watched him as though trying to gauge his reaction.

Brianna. It’s good to see you. You look . . . wonderful. He wiped his hands on his wool pants and moved forward to kiss her cheek. Her delicate scent, a cross between green apples and roses, met his nose.

A smile lit her features. Thank you. You look well yourself.

He glanced down at his brown tweed vest and linen shirt. I feel in need of a bath after the dust from the train and the walk here from the station.

A slight frown knit her brows together. You should have called. Daddy would have sent Sam to get you.

He gave a sheepish shrug. I wanted to walk. It felt good to breathe the fresh air after the grime of the city.

She stepped into the stall. I’m glad you’re home, Gil. I . . . we’ve missed you.

The already tight space seemed to shrink. Gil managed a brief smile. I’ve missed all of you, too. More than you know. And look at you. You’ve gone and grown up while I was away. He hoped his voice conveyed a levity he didn’t feel. This mature young woman left him sorely out of his element. Where was the tomboy he’d felt so comfortable with? Tell me, who’s the lucky man courting you now?

Who says anyone is courting me?

He stuffed his hands in his pants pockets. You’re almost eighteen. About to graduate. I assumed—

Well, you assumed wrong.

The pinched lines around her mouth told him the subject was not open for further discussion.

She turned away to pick up a piece of hay and shred it between her slim fingers. So how does it feel to be finished with your college courses? she asked brightly.

He studied her profile for a moment and decided he’d let her get away with changing the subject. He’d learn all the family news soon enough. It feels like I’m finally starting my life. Doing something that matters. He bent to retrieve his hat from the floor and brushed the dirt from the brim.

She tilted her head. Getting your degree didn’t matter?

It’s a means to an end, that’s all.

I think going to college would be the most thrilling thing ever. Living in the city surrounded by all the people and excitement. Her eyes glowed brighter than the stars he’d missed since leaving Irish Meadows.

He shook his head, chuckling. Same old, Bree. Always dreaming of adventure. Glad to see some things haven’t changed.

A slight flush colored her cheeks. Very attractive cheeks in a very attractive face.

He turned to run his hands down Midnight’s haunches. Looks like Sam’s been exercising him regularly. The head groom, Sam Turnbull, had taught Gil everything he knew about training horses.

Of course. Sam always keeps his word. She stepped closer, trapping Gil between Midnight and the wall, and laid a warm hand on his sleeve.

Gil went completely still. If he moved his head, his nose would brush tendrils of her hair. His throat became as dry as the dust that coated the floor, the tight enclosure suddenly too much to bear. He slipped around her and pushed the stall door wider. We’d best be going. I’m sure your mother’s waiting.

All right. The disappointment in her voice matched the regret that stole the sparkle from her eyes.

Gil had hoped by now her childhood crush on him would have faded. That had been the main reason he’d stayed away, to give her time to mature and find a more suitable male to become interested in. And he’d vowed that when he returned to Irish Meadows, he would do nothing to encourage her. After all, they were practically family.

With a last rub of Midnight’s nose, he latched the door behind him. They’d taken a few steps when the sound of a motorcar pulling up to the house echoed through the open stable doors. Brianna stopped dead in the middle of the corridor. She whirled around, eyes huge. That’s Daddy. I have to go.

Instead of heading toward the main doors, she set off at a fast pace toward the back of the barn, the swish of her skirts kicking up a cloud of dust.

Wait. Gil fell into step beside her, eying her dress that was anything but suitable for the barn. What are you doing down here anyway?

She paused to raise slightly vulnerable eyes to his. I knew you’d come here first. And I wanted to be the one to welcome you home. A car door slammed, and she jumped. Please don’t tell Daddy I was here.

Brianna O’Leary slipped through the back door of her family’s home and down a small corridor to the kitchen. It was the only way to reach the back staircase without running the risk of bumping into either of her parents. Leaning against the doorframe to get her bearings, she closed her eyes and released a frustrated breath.

For weeks she’d daydreamed about Gil’s homecoming—imagined what it would be like to see him again, to have her best friend back. Yet the reality of their reunion had not lived up to her expectations. Their connection—once so strong and unbreakable—now seemed as fleeting as the afternoon sun that filtered through the barn. Gil had acted awkward and halting around her, as though he felt uncomfortable with her nearness. How would they ever return to their former closeness if he kept an invisible wall around him?

Brianna squared her shoulders in firm resolve. What she needed was a different approach, a new plan to gain Gil’s confidence, as well as his help in changing Daddy’s mind about her future.

But first she had to reach the shelter of her room. Daddy wouldn’t like it if he found out she’d waylaid Gil in the barn. Her father had made it plain he would no longer tolerate her hanging around the stables, and now she only rode her beloved Sophie when he wasn’t around to scold her.

Brianna peered around the corner into the busy kitchen. Mrs. Harrison barked orders to the scullery maids, who scurried to do her bidding. Steam whistled from the large pots on the stove. The enticing aroma of freshly baked bread made Brianna’s stomach grumble. With dinner preparations in full swing, she hoped she’d be able to slip by the cook unnoticed.

When Mrs. Harrison turned to stir a pot on the stove, Brianna lifted her skirts and tiptoed across the tiled floor.

Is there something I can help you with, Miss Brianna? The woman threw an amused glance over her shoulder.

Brianna froze in the middle of the room, then forced an innocent smile. Mama was wondering how long until dinner.

The plump cook wiped a bead of sweat from beneath her white cap, then fisted a hand on her hip. You don’t fool me for a minute, missy. You’ve been down to the barn to see Master Gilbert, and now you’re sneaking back in.

How did you—

I’ve known you since you were a babe. You never could hide anything from me.

Brianna’s cheeks heated. I had to see Gil—before Colleen gets her claws into him—before everyone starts fussing over him.

Mrs. Harrison chuckled. I’ve missed that boy almost as much as you have. She winked at her. Go on and freshen up. Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes.

Thank you. Brianna let out a relieved breath and dashed from the kitchen to the back staircase.

Once safely in her room, Brianna locked the door and plopped down on her quilted bed, the iron frame squeaking under her. She reached beneath the mattress and pulled out her journal to read the words she’d penned that very morning.

Goal for the summer: Enlist Gil’s help in persuading Daddy to let me go to college in the fall.

She sighed and snapped the book shut. Not off to a promising start. She supposed she couldn’t expect her relationship with Gil to remain the same as it had been before he went away. In fact, she didn’t want it to. Her silly schoolgirl crush was a thing of the past, the passing fancy of an immature fifteen-year-old. Her focus now was on getting an education and seeing more of the world outside Irish Meadows. Romance could play no part in her life for the foreseeable future.

The only thing she wanted from Gil was his assistance with her father. To that end, she would make renewing her friendship with Gil her top priority.

After checking her appearance in the mirror, Brianna descended the grand central staircase to the entry hall below. Her hand slid over the polished mahogany rail as she moved, her ear attuned to the sounds of her family below. She paused for a moment before entering the formal parlor, relishing her siblings’ giggles and the snatches of conversation drifting into the hall. She could picture her father sitting in his usual armchair, nose in his newspaper, her mother perched on the edge of the brocade settee. Adam would be standing at the French doors, looking out over the back gardens, and Colleen would be seated beside Mama, trying to ignore the antics of the two youngest O’Learys, Connor and Deirdre.

Taking a deep breath, Brianna entered the elegant room. Her eyes automatically scanned the room for Gil. Ignoring the dip of her heart when she didn’t see him, she bolstered her flagging smile and continued forward.

Her mother glanced up from her book. There you are, Bree. We thought you’d fallen asleep in your room.

Has Gil not arrived yet? she asked in what she hoped was a casual tone as she moved toward the marble fireplace.

Mrs. Johnston said he got here earlier, but of course he went to see the horses first. Mama laughed and shook her head. I swear that boy loves those animals more than his family.

"He is not family." Adam’s voice seethed with bitterness.

Brianna gave an inward sigh. She’d hoped her older brother would have gotten over his resentment of Gil by now, but apparently it had as strong a hold on him as ever.

Daddy snapped the paper closed. Gilbert has been raised in this house as one of us. I will not tolerate any animosity toward him.

Of course you won’t. Scowling, Adam turned back toward the window.

Seconds later, the clatter of footsteps broke the tense silence in the room. Gil burst through the parlor door, straightening the sleeves of his jacket, which he’d apparently donned in a hurry before dashing down the stairs.

He broke into a wide grin. Hello, everyone.

Brianna stood off to the side as the whole O’Leary clan fawned over him, welcoming him home. Mama hugged and kissed him, then dabbed a handkerchief to her eyes. Daddy shook his hand and clapped him hard on the back, beaming, while Deirdre and Connor clamored for Gil’s attention.

Brianna remained in the background, content to drink in the sight of him. His black hair still waved over his forehead in unruly curls despite his attempt to tame them. His eyes, under the dark sweep of his brow, were still the same intense blue that used to jolt her heart like a bolt of electricity. The only change was the breadth of his shoulders and chest, visible beneath the tweed suit jacket. He’d filled out while he was away, looking more man than boy now.

Her pulse quickened. Had he noticed similar changes in her appearance? That she was no longer the tomboy who’d followed him around the barn and the horse track every day? She frowned and pushed away the errant thought. What did that matter since she was only interested in Gil’s friendship?

He stepped toward her, and Brianna froze. Would he give away the fact that she’d been in the stables?

Bree, it’s good to see you again. He bent to kiss her cheek as if he hadn’t already greeted her earlier.

His amused wink allowed her to relax, confident he wouldn’t reveal her secret. She smiled and played along. And you, as well.

Gil looked past her, his smile freezing in place. Hello, Adam.

Adam came forward with obvious reluctance to give Gil a quick handshake before stepping back. Brianna stiffened as Colleen sashayed over, the swish of her silk skirts drawing every eye. Glorious auburn hair accentuated her older sister’s flawless skin and vivid blue-violet eyes. Beside her, Brianna’s freckled skin, nondescript red-gold hair, and slim silhouette always went unnoticed.

Colleen leaned in to give Gil a lingering hug. Welcome home, Gilbert, she purred, her cheek pressed to his.

A fierce stab of jealousy ripped through Brianna’s midsection. Colleen had worn a low-cut gown that highlighted her assets. With half the county’s eligible men vying for her attention, did she have to capture Gil’s, too?

As the family moved down the hall into the dining room, Brianna squeezed her hands into fists at her side, determined to keep her feelings in check. Yet an underlying fear rose up to choke her. She’d worried that when Gil came back, he’d become enamored of her sister and totally forget Brianna existed. Gil was her friend. They’d shared a bond that had excluded everyone else, even her beautiful sister. Secretly, Brianna had reveled in the knowledge that Gil had never shown any interest in Colleen. But would all that change now that Colleen had blossomed into a voluptuous woman?

Her jealousy, Brianna told herself, had nothing to do with wanting Gil for herself. She was only looking out for Gil’s best interest. The fact that Colleen could beguile any man quicker than a spider could snare a fly made Brianna all the more uneasy. She’d have to do something before Gil became the next unsuspecting victim of one of her sister’s cold-hearted schemes.

Gilbert, my boy, it’s great to have you home. Her father helped Mama into her seat, and then motioned Gil to take the chair next to his at the head of the table.

Gil smiled. It’s good to be back, sir. I can’t wait to get out and work with the horses tomorrow.

Her father frowned. I thought you’d start on the books first. I’m eager to put that business degree of yours to good use.

The lines around Gil’s mouth tightened.

Mama clucked her tongue. James, let the boy have a few days to rest before you besiege him with bookwork. Her gentle chiding brought a rush of color to Daddy’s face. I’m sure Gil longs to give Midnight a good workout. Besides, he deserves a bit of a holiday. He’s worked every summer and never had any sort of vacation. With a flick of her wrist, Mama opened her napkin and laid it across her lap.

Gil shot her a grateful look. I could use a few days to unwind.

His gaze swung the length of the table, catching Brianna’s stare. Those vivid blue eyes she’d missed for so long seemed to look right through her. It used to be that Gil could tell her every thought, every feeling, without her having to say a word.

The servants’ door opened, breaking their connection, and the kitchen maids filed in with the covered dishes, placing them on the sideboard with a flourish.

We’re having your favorite tonight, Gil, Deirdre said in a loud whisper across the table. Mama said we could have my favorite tomorrow. Her seven-year-old cheeks glowed with the good health of outdoors and innocence.

Thank you, Dee-Dee. I’ll admit I’ve been looking forward to Mrs. Harrison’s roast pork for weeks now. My mouth watered at the very thought of it. Gil gave the girl a bold wink, making her giggle.

And we’re having chocolate cake for dessert.

Only if you eat all your main course, young lady. Mama’s attempt at sternness fell short with her light laugh. And that goes for you, too, Connor O’Leary. No scraping the peas into your pocket to dispose of later.

Eleven-year-old Connor gave their mother an impish grin. For chocolate cake, I’ll even eat extra peas.

Idle chitchat flowed easily while her family ate the scrumptious meal Mrs. Harrison had prepared especially for Gil. Once the chocolate cake had been sliced and served, along with more glasses of milk, tea, and coffee, Brianna started to relax. So far things had fallen back into a familiar rhythm—almost as though Gil had never left.

Before I forget, I have some news to share. Her mother stirred her tea, the silver spoon tinkling in the dainty china cup. I received a letter today from my cousin Beatrice in Ireland. You remember her, James. The one whose son is in the seminary.

Her father patted his mustache with a linen napkin. Yes, of course. Studying in Boston, isn’t he?

Yes. But he’s coming here to Long Island as part of his internship. He’ll be assisting at St. Rita’s.

Well, well. What a small world. We’ll have to have him over for dinner.

Mama laid down her spoon and cleared her throat. Actually, that’s why Beatrice is writing. She wondered if we could put him up for a while. The rectory is undergoing renovations at the moment, and they have no place for him.

Daddy’s eyebrows drew together. I don’t know, Kathleen. I’m not sure I’d be comfortable with a priest under our roof. Bad enough on Sunday morning.

Brianna tensed at her father’s disapproving tone.

He’s not a priest yet. And we could put him up on the third floor so Gil won’t feel so isolated.

Silence hung in the air, broken only by the scrape of forks against plates as Connor and Deirdre polished off every last crumb of cake.

He’s family, James. And we have plenty of space. Mama’s tone became pleading.

Brianna hid a smile behind her napkin, knowing her father could never refuse her mother when she used that tone.

The connection is distant at best. Isn’t Beatrice your third cousin or some such thing?

Family is still family.

He gave Mama a look that would have withered most of his business associates, but Mama only smiled serenely, waiting.

At last, Daddy shook his head in apparent defeat. Fine—as long as he doesn’t expect me to attend daily church services.

Her mother clasped her hands together and beamed. I’ll send a telegram tomorrow and let him know.

Across the table, Brianna caught Colleen rolling her eyes. Her sister had little tolerance for anything religious. Only the wrath of their mother made her comply with their weekly church attendance.

Basking in her small victory, Mama leaned back against the plush dining chair, her teacup in hand. So, Gilbert, tell us about your young lady. How is the grand romance progressing?

The air tangled in Brianna’s lungs. She knew Gil had been seeing a girl in Manhattan, but she had assumed since she hadn’t heard anything lately, they had parted ways.

Gil cleared his throat. I’m afraid my . . . association with Miss Haskell has come to an end.

Mama’s cup clattered to the saucer. Oh, Gil. I’m sorry. I’d hoped that we might expect a wedding announcement in the near future.

Gil’s attention shifted to his plate, color staining his neck.

Isn’t her father the professor you worked for at Columbia? The one you spent every holiday with?

Brianna stopped stirring her tea at the hurt in her mother’s voice. How many times had Mama railed against the man who had hired Gil as his assistant, keeping Gil too busy to come home, even for holidays? And Brianna had agreed wholeheartedly. Other than the first Christmas after he left, Gil had not been back once to Irish Meadows.

Lines bracketed Gil’s mouth. One and the same. However, I fear Professor Haskell holds a grudge because of the termination of my relationship with Laura. He, too, hoped for a betrothal.

A minute of silence passed while everyone appeared to digest this latest news.

Then her father clapped Gil on the shoulder, looking decidedly relieved. Not to worry, my boy. There are plenty of available young ladies in the area. As a matter of fact, I have one in mind for you myself.

The tension in Brianna’s shoulders cinched the nerve at the base of her neck. Really, Daddy. I’m sure Gil doesn’t need you to find women for him. The words erupted from her mouth before the thought had fully formed in her head. A streak of fire heated her neck and cheeks.

Her father scowled at her. That is no concern of yours, missy. He turned to Gil, pushing his chair back as he spoke. Let’s adjourn to the study. I have several important matters to discuss with you.

Gil’s soft look of sympathy as he passed Brianna’s chair did nothing to lessen the sting of her father’s words. With Daddy’s usual dismissive attitude, she was once again relegated to the background of her father’s existence.

2

GIL SANK INTO ONE OF THE ARMCHAIRS in Mr. O’Leary’s study, the scent of leather and pipe tobacco surrounding him like the hug of an old friend. Other than the stables, he’d missed this room the most, with its purely masculine overtones—the stone hearth, the enormous mahogany desk by the window, and the endless rows of books. Gil had shared many lengthy conversations with Mr. O’Leary here, discussing anything from the world of horse-racing to the price of hay. He looked forward to diving back into that aspect of the business.

Mr. O’Leary finished stoking the fire and took a seat in the wingback chair across from Gil. His shoulders slumped as he leaned back heavily on the cushions, his usual fortitude growing ragged around the edges. I can’t tell you how glad I am to have you home, son. This new anti-gambling legislation has me worried. Tracks are closing, jockeys are being dropped. Horse farms are bound to feel the pinch next if we can’t get this law overturned. He picked up his pipe from the table beside his chair and tapped it on his palm. I only hope we can keep our heads above water until this all blows over.

Gil frowned. Is Irish Meadows in trouble?

Not yet. But if they shut down racing for good, it won’t take long for things to go south. Especially if our clients start removing their horses from our care.

Surely they won’t go that far?

A few already have. I’ve managed to convince most of them to hold on a while longer. The strain of the last few months showed in the older man’s face. Tired lines bracketed Mr. O’Leary’s eyes. The light from the fire glinted off threads of silver invading the black hair at his temples. Tomorrow I’ll show you the new horses and let you have a day in the barn before you start on the books. I’m hoping you can recommend some ways to give our cash flow a boost.

Gil repressed a sigh. Seeing as how Mr. O’Leary had paid for his education, the least Gil could do was repay him with some bookkeeping and financial advice. He only hoped James O’Leary didn’t expect him to stay at Irish Meadows forever. Gil ached to get out in the world and make the Whelan name count for something. He owed his father that much. Gil released a slow breath. Sooner or later he’d have to tell the O’Learys he planned to leave, but that could wait . . . for now.

Mr. O’Leary lit his pipe, took a long draw on the stem, and blew out a fragrant swirl of smoke. Gilbert, you’re twenty-one now. An adult with no need of a guardian. I have no real right to ask, but I need a favor from you.

Gil’s stomach tightened at the grim look on Mr. O’Leary’s face. What kind of favor?

You’ve met Arthur Hastings, haven’t you? He’s been here for various events over the years.

The banker?

That’s right.

What about him?

Mr. O’Leary fixed Gil with a long stare. I want you to begin courting his daughter, Aurora. Your alliance with the Hastings family could tip the balance in our favor when we apply for a business loan.

Gil curled his fingers around the arms of the leather chair until his knuckles ached from the force of his grip. After recently ending things with Laura Haskell, he had no interest in courting another woman.

The logs shifted with a loud pop in the fireplace.

Aurora’s about your age and not a hardship to look at. Mr. O’Leary chuckled. From what I gather, she’s had her eye on you since before you went away to school.

Gil strained to remember anything about the Hastings family. I don’t recall meeting her.

Well, she remembers you. Asked her father to speak to me about arranging an occasion for you two to meet again.

Gil loosened his tie in an attempt to get more air. With all due respect, sir, I’ve just broken off one relationship. I’m not ready to begin courting someone new.

Don’t you think it’s time you called me James, son? And I understand your reluctance to jump into a new alliance. At least meet the girl and see what you think. We’ll invite her family to the welcome-home dinner we’re planning next week.

Mr. O—James—you know I’d do anything I can to help, but—

I know you would, son. That’s why I’m counting on you to save Irish Meadows from financial ruin.

Brianna rose early

Reviews for Irish Meadows (Courage to Dream Book #1)

[jaymewill-1 · Rating: 2 out of 5 stars]

I am a very avid Christian fiction reader. I love historical fiction, and I waited expectantly for my copy to come in the mail. But for some reason, I didn't enjoy this book. Frankly, I found it boring. I had to start it over 10 times before I got through it. I felt the plot was slow and disconnected. I felt no connection with the characters, which always made me close the book.

[rjmoren · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

I am loving this series. I have checked out #2 and #3 from my library. I love the genuineness of the characters. The story line is one that kept me reading into the night. This first one follows two sisters and their father's wish for them to marry well. The suitors he chooses are men his daughters do not love. Enjoyed how the romances changed over the course of the book.

[harley0326 · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

I received a copy of this book from book fun.org for an honest reviewI was so excited when I received this book. The cover was breathtaking and having never read a book from Sisan Anne Mason before, my expectations were high. I definitely was not disappointed in this story at all. The author takes us back to 1911 in Long Island , New York. The history written in the story was a highlight for me. I love books that transform a reader back to an era with a subtle use of words.Brianna is a young woman who has a love for horses and is quite a lovely person to look at. She has a deep desire to go to college but her father has other ideas for her. Colleen the other sister is anxious to marry and seems to be a bit more strong willed than her sister. Their father is a strong almost controlling man who causes anxious moments for his two daughters. They both must find strength and endurance to overcome obstacles that could deter them from their destiny. Will they find the right man to marry? Does Brianne get to follow her dream of going to college? Their father becomes desperate when he feels like he is going to lose the horse farm . He thinks that his two daughters should marry men with money in order to help save "Irish Meadows." As I read the story I began to think about how our Heavenly Father wants the best for us, but we sometimes ignore Him. There were many conflicts the family needed to address and I liked how the author wrote with grace as the characters worked through them. At the end of the story one of the characters were explaining to Brianna the mistakes he had made. This is the man that Brianna has always been in love with. He says," The other mistake I made was forgetting what is truly important . I didn't keep God in the middle of our relationship." That statement really made me think . Do we remember who needs to be in our relationships we have ? I must thank the author for a story that is rich in history, characters that had flaws and how they overcome them with guidance from God. There are other characters in the story that I didn't mention, but I encourage you to pick up this book and fall in love with the O'Leary family and journey with each of them through a breathtaking story .

[virginia51-1 · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

This book made me laugh and cry. It is about two sisters and their family. How do they live with each other and how do they get their father to let them do what they want to do with their lives. Everyone in this story learns many valuable lessons. Love the horse farm that they live on. Each sister is so different and falls in love with very different men. I received this book from Bethany House and the author for a fair and honest opinion.

[becky_l-1 · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

Great Premise and Plot; Weak, Confusing Conclusion...Wander back in time to Long Island, New York, 1911, when Irish immigrants were snubbed and even mistreated. James O'Leary has built a successful horse racing farm, only to find gambling is curtailed and he is on the verge of losing it all. He has two,maybe three, aces in his pocket: two beautiful marriageable daughters,Brianna and Colleen,and one foster son, Gilbert Whelan. Gilbert's last name is apropos for James's and others'actions as they are "wheelin' and dealin'" to get what they consider to be important out of life.There are some great faith lessons as well, but I take exception to the theology of Rev. Fillmore, who says, "Everyone who repents of wrong deserves forgiveness..." We would like it to be that way, but the Bible is quite clear we are NOT given forgiveness based on desire, but on the GRACE of God only, once we repent.Susan Anne Mason, in this first book of the Courage to Dream series, evokes real emotions: distress, fear, greed, love, uncertainty, rebellion, guilt, longing, forgiveness, and conditional vs. unconditional acceptance. I loved the growth of some of the characters over the span of the novel.*SPOILER ALERT*Others vacillated so much I couldn't decide if the author wanted to show that not all people grow at the same speed, or if she was just trying to draw out the length of the tome. Most books I finish I feel a soul satisfaction with, I can see why the author did what he /she did, or at least it's obvious the author has set up the real resolution for another book. While I know there are two more stories coming, I was not convinced the people in question are going to be given a whole new book. I am left unsettled, confused, and ready to call for a marriage counselor before certain characters proceed!!I gratefully received this book from bookfun.org in exchange for an honest review.

[polarmath · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

This book is a story of dreams and trying to follow them. Brianna and Colleen are sisters who are trying to follow the desires and wants of their father, while still holding onto what they want as well. Their father wants them to marry well to keep the farm going. While they want to do what their father wants, they also have plans of their own. While Colleen is okay with getting married, she wants to choose someone suited to her weather it is who her father wants, while Brianna is more interested in learning than love. I liked how the sisters were able to come to understandings with their father even if it wasn't what everyone wanted all around. I received this book free to review.

[chicgeekgirl21 · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

"Irish Meadows" is a pretty typical Christian romance novel. On the plus side, Mason captures the time and place really well and transports the reader to turn of the century New York. It also features a strong heroine (as most romances do) who learns to let her heart be her guide, rather than the expectations of family and society. On the less great side, the story ends a little too tidily and you never really feel any tension or high stakes throughout the plot. It's a quick read, good for the beach or a plane, but probably not a desert isle keeper.

[mzonderm · Rating: 2 out of 5 stars]

I've read enough romance novels to know that there is usually a formula, and the formula is so plain that many people think that anyone could write one. Apparently, Susan Anne Mason falls into that category. Unfortunately, she's wrong. She adheres to the formula admirably well (young people hopelessly in love but horribly unsuited to each other because of class differences? check. forbidding father? check. conflict to keep the lovers apart in the middle of the book? check. conveniently timed illness to shift the plot onto different rails? check.), but the writing is so trite and predictable, it's almost painful to read. Fortunately, it also has the required happy ending, which doesn't even seem particularly contrived, so there were warm-fuzzies all around. It wasn't enough to make up for writing that preceded it, but, you know, all's well that ends well.

[spellboundrdr · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

I rarely read historical romance but I'm very glad I took a chance on Irish Meadows. I thoroughly enjoyed this book and all the intricacies of the relationships portrayed in it. Even though the book was mainly centered around the two sisters -Brianna and Colleen, there were plenty of characters involved who contributed significantly to the plot. As I was reading, it felt like several interconnected stories happening at once and this kept my interested piqued. Even though their faith played a big part in the story, it didn't seem forced. In fact, the characters were all very real and flawed and I loved the fact that they were far from perfect. They made their fair share of mistakes and bad decisions so it was wonderful to see how each character grew so much by the end of the book. I think the author did a great job with this because it wasn't an instant change, it was gradual and that made it believable. I think this was a wonderful book that any reader is sure to enjoy. There was drama, forbidden romance, character growth and so many things going on that made it a total page-turner. The relationships were so exciting too; there was angst and sadness but also joy and happiness. From the beginning I was hooked, and as I kept reading I just felt closer and closer to the O'Leary family. I would definitely recommend this book! *I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review*

[phdinhorribleness · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

This is a wonderful story about finding love and finding oneself. Young people coming of age struggle to figure out what they want in love while feeling pressure from parents (or parental figures) to take their lives in a certain direction that is not necessarily what they want for themselves. I really enjoyed reading this and can't wait for the next book in the series!

[nextian_1 · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

Brianna and Colleen are two sisters growing up in early 20th century Long Island trying to decide whether they should follow their hearts or their father's will. Irish Meadows has all the subtlety of a sledgehammer, but it's an enjoyable summer read. Once I got started, I couldn't manage to put the book down even though I always knew what was coming next. Maybe that's why I kept going; I wanted to make sure everything went to plan. It's an nice little bit of fluff, but don't expect much more than that. This is supposed to be the first book in a series, but everything was wrapped up so neatly, I don't know where the next book will go unless it starts with someone new.

[pennma05-1 · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

I received this ARC through LibraryThing's Early Reviewers program in exchange for an honest review.I need to remember to look at who is publishing a book when I request an ARC through LibraryThing. I'm not really into religion and this is the second time I've ended up getting a Christian Fiction book. But that is my own fault so that will not have any affect on this review. The whole time I was reading this book, I kept thinking that I had already read this book. I think that is a common thing in all of the Christian Fiction I have ever read. There's always a girl and a guy who shouldn't be together according to either family or society (usually these take place in 1860s-early 1900s in North America). In this book there are TWO girls and TWO guys. The two girls are sisters and each have fallen for someone they shouldn't have. Add in an overbearing father and a horse farm and this is the story you get. For what it is I thought it was pretty well written. The author clearly describes all of the characters emotions and although the POVs were written in the third person I felt I got a good view of who each character was. I wasn't blown away by anything in this book but it wasn't bad either. If you're a fan of Christian Fiction I think this would be a good new series for you to try.

[robbyefaye · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

Irish Meadows is the first book written by Susan Anne Mason and is the first book in the series, Courage To Dream. Irish Meadows is the Long Island farm home of the O'Leary's in 1911. Brianna and Colleen, the two older daughters of James and Kathleen, both have different ideas and dreams for their lives than what their father envisions.Brianna, quiet and studious, wants to seek a higher education after graduating from high school. Her father wants her to marry a rich man to ensure the prosperity of the family's farm.Colleen, a spirited coquette, has no problems getting married; she just wants to marry the man of her choice, not whom her father chooses.Gill Whelan, a young man raised as the son of the O'Leary's, is asked to complete an impossible task for James. Torn between a desire to aid his "adopted" father and his dreams, Gil struggles to find an answer to his dilemma.Rylan Montgomery, distant cousin of Kathleen, visits the family from Ireland during his seminary training. He helps Colleen with her spiritual journey and encourages her to assist him in caring for orphans at the local orphanage.As Irish Meadows stands on the brink of failure, James becomes ill, forcing the family to re-evaluate their lives and dreams.Susan Anne Mason has written a marvelous novel with her debut, Irish Meadows. The novel is striking in its narrative and imagery. Miss Mason carries several plot lines throughout the book without leaving the reader feeling tangled up or lost in the story. She does a remarkable job of combining a story of family, history and faith together. I received this book from LibraryThing in exchange for a review.

[hobbitprincess · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

For the most part, I enjoyed this debut Christian novel. The setting is a Long Island horse farm named Irish Meadows in the early 1900s. Owned by the O'Leary family, they raise race horses. Unfortunately, horse racing is becoming illegal in many places, which hurts the farm. The father uses his family in various ways to try to save the farm, jeopardizing the happiness of his two oldest daughters, Brianna and Colleen. Mr. O'Leary was also the guardian of Gil, whom he treats like a son but also tries to use to save the farm. A distant relative studying to be a priest adds even more to the story. It's hard at the beginning to see how the mess that is created will be resolved, but it happens in the end. We can see the power of God at work. A couple of things didn't sit well with me about the book. First, everything is resolved in such a perfect manner, making the book a little unbelievable. It might lead some to think that if prayers are sincere enough, everything will work out the way we want. Second, while this is historical fiction, I never really got a feel for the time period. In my mind, the characters could have fit just as well into today's world as in the early 1900s. For example, there was an ample use of telephones, and I didn't think that in 1911 telephones were that widely used. The characters just felt modern, not historical. I enjoyed the characters themselves and the overall plot of the novel. The action moved along at a good pace. This is a good debut novel, and I'm sure we will be seeing more from her.

[sherylhendrix · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

BethanyHouse Publishers has found a winner in debut author Susan Anne Mason's "Irish Meadows." This story of the O'Leary family daughters and their not-so-suitable love interests captured my attention and had me reading quickly through the chapters to see where young Brianna's and Colleen's lives would take them. The family tension stems from their overbearing father's desire to manage his family's lives, partly in response to the economic worries that plague his stable business, Irish Meadows. Young Gilbert Whelan, who benefited from the largess of Mr. O'Leary's generosity towards him, feels a strong need to pay back his benefactor in whatever way Mr. O'Leary asks. This complicates matters when he and daughter Brianna realize that their childhood friendship has blossomed into something more. And when a distant relative arrives who is preparing for the priesthood, young Colleen's life takes an unexpected turn. The ins and outs of the family's relationships and their underlying love for each other and for God permeate the pages of this novel. A great first novel - can't wait to read the next installment.

[beverlylynnt · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

The author, Susan Ann Mason, has skillfully created a world into which we can step, gaze around, and feel comfortable. The two main characters, Brianna and Colleen, could be our sisters, realistically endearing and frustrating simultaneously. Brianna feels she has grown up in Colleen's shadow, her father's favored daughter. Nothing she did seemed to gain his respect. Colleen is the sister we love to hate. She is bold, brash, flirtatious, the apple of her father's eye, and always on the prowl for rich, handsome bachelors. She played with them and even pit them against each other. Brianna, on the other hand, wanted to attend a university in the fall. She has no use for men at the moment, although her daddy wants her to get married to a suitable (prosperous) gentleman as soon as possible. But then Gilbert Whelan returned to Irish Meadows after three years at college. Gil grew up on the farm, the son of the O'Leary's housekeeper. When she died, James O'Leary took in Gil and treated him like a son. He was big brother to all the rest of the five O'Leary children. Adam, the eldest son, resented Gil for that. Brianna wanted to enlist Gil's aid in convincing her father to allow her to further her education. But it becomes a more complicated situation when she discovered her feelings for him were no longer brotherly. Gil himself has felt the stirrings of love for Brianna. When he finally gained the courage to approach James, his mentor and father figure, he was flatly refused. The reason shook him to the core. One day a distant relative of mother 0'Leary's came to stay with the family for awhile. Rylan Montgomery needed a place to stay for a few months while he worked on his internship. His goal was to become a priest. It was Colleen's duty to ferry him around until he became familiar with the area. When her father caught her in a compromising position one evening, he "sentenced" her to working with Rylan at the orphanage. This was truly punitive for Colleen since she hated all things religious, including priests, church and orphanages. However, working with Rylan day after day brought about subtle changes to her heart. She began enjoying working with the children. In introspection, she questioned her previous dubious behavior. And...she fell in love with Rylan. Colleen's world was turned upside down. Family dynamics, secrets, disastrous emotional upheavals and more make this book an intriguing read.There's a lot to like in this book. First, the Point of View (POV) is key to how the author develops tension and suspense. There are four Points of View: Colleen's, Brianna's, Rylan's, and Gilbert's. This author manages to blend them so well that she avoids the disjointed feeling so common in books with so many POV's. I feel these points of view are what keeps this storyline moving along without the action stalling. That's excellent characterization. Second, the four main characters all have a crisis of heart to meet, deal with, and resolve. Even the secondary characters, Kathleen and James O'Leary, the parents, had to face issues themselves such as what really mattered in life, and how to handle secrets within a family unit. Each issue felt real, urgent, and relevant for today even if the source is a historical novel. I found each of the conflicts believable and could relate to many of them myself. Third, this is a faith-based book. Each voice dealing with an issue was facing something that included a crisis of faith, as well as heart and home. When a faith issue has to be dealt with, even though it may be an entirely private matter between you and God, it does affect those around us because what we believe leads to how we live our lives. That is how this author presents each character's conflicts. When we are privvy to their thoughts, feelings and the process of resolution within, we appreciate them more for their struggles, even if they are still a flawed individual. I enjoyed the process as I read along, because what they struggled with was thought provoking and insightful. And since most of this was internal, none of it sounded even remotely like preaching or finger wagging. Rather, I felt blessed to gain a glimpse through the window of their souls. I am looking forward to reading the next book in the series which will give us Adam's story. Disclosure of Material Connection: I received a complimentary review copy (ARC) of this book from Bethany House Publishers. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: "Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising."

[lanehillhouse · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Wednesday, July 29, 2015Irish Meadows by Susan Anne Mason, © 2015Courage to Dream Series, Book 1For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.--Vincent van Gogh1911, Long Island, New YorkJames O'Leary welcomes home a son he has accepted as part of the family to the dismay of his son, Adam. Gilbert Whelan has been a great help as a stable hand and now returning from college with a degree in business, James is in hopes that Gilbert can be influential in turning around his holdings, the Irish Meadows horse farm, to carry their family from ruin. With the anti-gambling rulings declining horse-racing, James hopes to continue building great stock for his clients.Gilbert is grateful to have been sent to college and has dreams of owning his own farm one day to make the Whelan name prosper in place of despair in his father's memory. In return, he agrees to give financial advice and bookkeeping for Mr. O'Leary. There are other plans in the works he is unaware of, plans for his life that are far from his own desires for his future.Adam O'Leary has so withdrawn from his family, like the prodigal son's brother, he hasn't recognized it has all been his all along. Envy has driven him away.As an Irish immigrant, James does not want his daughters, Colleen and Brianne, to struggle and plans to orchestrate future sons-in-law from successful families. His daughters have their own plans while competing with each other.A little outside help enters as James' wife, Kathleen, invites a distant cousin to come and stay with them while he is attending seminary. Rylan Montgomery seems to be just the right addition to bring to light his observations of interworkings of the O'Leary family.I especially liked the growth in Colleen as she finds those outside of herself are important. She becomes caring and giving, truly out of character for her as her sister Brianne has formerly been used to.I liked the introduction to this family and look forward to book two in the series when we will learn more about Adam.Susan Anne Mason's debut historical novel, Irish Meadows, won the Fiction from the Heartland contest from the Mid-American Romance Authors Chapter of RWA. A member of ACFW, as well, she lives outside of Toronto, Ontario, with her husband and two children. She can be found online at her website and on Facebook.*** Thank you to author Susan Anne Mason and Bethany House Publishers for sending me a copy of Irish Meadows to review. This review was written in my own words. No other compensation was received.***

[lcjohnson1988_1 · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Title: Irish Meadows (Courage to Dream #1)Author: Susan Anne MasonPages: 384Year: 2015Publisher: BethanyMy rating is 5+ stars out of 5.Maybe the tale drew me into the pages as the central figures are an Irish family or maybe because it was set in the year 1911, thus a historical setting. Either way Susan Anne Mason has crafted a novel that draws on the hearts of the readers keeping them turning pages until the story ends, at least until the sequel coming in 2016!Irish Meadows is the family estate where horses are bred, trained, cared for and rode to prepare them to be horses ready for racing. The family living on Irish Meadows is the O’Leary family who work hard, love much, face trials with determination and occasionally get into spats. The Irish during this time period and before were not looked upon with anything but hatred, and people were unwilling to hire them to work. When, in the book, the state of New York bans racing, the demise of Irish Meadows appears on the horizon.The patriarch of the family, James, rules with an iron hand and temporarily loses sight of what is truly important in life and his faith. His wife Kathleen is a compassionate woman who longs to see her family’s souls fed and no more secrets kept. On top of that, one son has left Irish Meadows and two sisters are at times at odds with each other along with having budding romances. Once readers start this book, the heart will be drawn into the characters quite easily.I cannot wait to see what the author’s sequel, which will share Adam’s story, will be like. I am sure it will be as captivating and enticing as this book! I could relate to the Irish temper as well as the desire to be a better person seeking God’s help. Like the love interests of the two sisters their suitors can either bring the best out of them or set their tempers to flare. At times I would smile with the picture that would form in my mind of how the scene would look if it were to be real. Other times I anticipated eagerly learning how the characters lives and trials would finally be resolved.Don’t miss this exceptional novel and look with me in 2016 for the sequel to be published!Disclosure of Material Connection: I received one or more of the products or services mentioned above for free in the hope that I would mention it on my blog. Regardless, I only recommend products or services I use personally and believe will be good for my readers. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255. “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

[kris_anderson-1 · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

Irish Meadows by Susan Anne Mason is the first book in Courage to Dream series. Gilbert Whelan has just finished college and is returning home to Irish Meadows. He originally came to Irish Meadows with his widowed mother who was a housekeeper to the O’Leary family. When she died, the family took in Gil and raised him. James O’Leary is the head of the family. He raises and trains thoroughbred horses. With the new anti-gambling legislation, he is worried about the future of Irish Meadows. Gil has avoided coming home because of his feelings for Brianna O’Leary. They were the best of friends growing up, but then they developed feelings for each other. Gil was hoping that time away would alter his as well as Brianna’s feelings (she cares for him as well). James is happy to have Gil home and puts him to work on the bookkeeping. Gil does not have plans to stay at Irish Meadows. He wants to have his own farm one day and make a name for himself. Colleen is the O’Leary’s eldest daughter. She is very self-centered and a big flirt. She is seeing a gentleman (and gets engaged to him), but has her sights set on getting a kiss from Gil (just to irritate her sister). Unfortunately for Colleen, things go awry. Colleen ends up sentenced to work at orphan asylum with a cousin of their mother’s, Rylan Montgomery. Rylan is in the seminary and doing an internship at St. Rita’s (their local Catholic Church). As Rylan and Collen spend time together, they get to know each other. Rylan gets to see the real Colleen and starts to fall in love. Will Rylan pick love or the priesthood?Gil and Brianna’s feelings have not changed for one another and one night they kiss. The next day James has Gil accept a job with Arthur Hastings (the banker). James wants his children to marry someone with money or social status (which means Gil is not good enough for his daughter). James also wants Gil to court Aurora Hastings (banker’s daughter). James is about to apply for a loan and he believes Gil can help him. Gil does not want to court Aurora but he owes James so much (for taking him in and paying for his education). How far will James push Gil to get what he wants? Will James be disappointed? Will Gil and Brianna ever get their chance?I give Irish Meadows 4 out of 5 stars (which means I like it). It was a good, light novel and I did enjoy reading it. It had good characters and a beautiful setting. I found it to be easy to read because of the author’s nice conversational writing style. It is not too preachy (just the right amount). I have just given you a little sneak peek at what happens in this novel. You will have to read Irish Meadows for the full story!I received a complimentary copy of Irish Meadows from NetGalley and from Bethany House through The Book Club Network Inc. in exchange for an honest review. The review and opinions expressed are my own.