Even then, Hobin was hardly the bride capital of the state or the United States. It wasn't a usual fall sight in Hobin, Wisconsin. She stared long and hard into a vacant store window. The petite bride stood stock-still, her chapel-length beaded train sagging in the damp gutter while her white fingers clutched a two-tiered wedding cake. To Jude, Doris, Libbey, Cindy, Elizabeth and Maureen for making an Aussie so welcome in Wisconsin.Īnd with thanks to Norma who patiently answered my questions, to Charlotte who loved the story and translated "Aussie" to "American-speak," and to Rachelle who explained how small-town Wisconsin policing works.
At the end of the war, the US navy commissioned a train to collect all the war brides around the country and gathered them all in Sydney before they set sail for the US.īut my book wasn't an historical! However, it got me thinking.what if you had grown up hearing the great romantic adventure-cum-love story of your grandmother and what if your mother had her own great romantic adventure-cum-love story and both stories had become family folk law and so I suddenly had a reason for my heroine, Matilda standing in an ancient wedding dress, holding a cake and staring into an empty shop window ready for her great adventure.įor Norm, Sandon and Barton for their suggestion that I "write a big book" and for their support while I did it. On the drive home, The Waifs came on singing, Bridal Train the story of their grandmother who married a US sailor during WW2. I had no clue why a bride would be doing that but the image stuck with me. As I rode high in the Australian Alps, surrounded by pristine, white snow, I suddenly had an image of a bride holding a wedding cake and staring into a vacant shop window. I also didn't have any ideas! I headed off on a ski-ing holiday to Mt Hotham and I got separated from friends and found myself going up the Heavenly Valley chair on my own. I'd been wanting to write a bigger book for a while but it was new territory so by default a bit scary. The idea for this story came from a variety of sources. But as unlikely circumstances throw them together, can they let go of their misconceptions and risk their hearts for love? Matilda is not the kind of woman Marc imagined himself with, and Marc is anything but the romantic hero that Matilda has always dreamed of. He doesn't have many warm feelings for his hometown, but meeting Matilda just as she discovers she's been scammed by her online "fiancé" stirs something in him. In town for his annual family visit, Marc Olsen had never seen a bride quite like Matilda - staring into a storefront window, holding a tottering wedding cake and looking desperately in need of a groom. Now, wearing a wedding dress, she's alone on Main Street in small-town Wisconsin, and things aren't working out exactly as planned…. She'd left Australia to be with Barry - the man who had swept her off her virtual feet. Matilda Geoffrey had risked it all for love.
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