***Book Tour*** To Laugh Once More and To Dance Once More by Sherri Wilson Johnson

Book 1

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To Laugh Once More is a Victorian Inspirational Romance set in Georgia in 1895.

The War may be over but the battles still rage.

A dissatisfied wife. A misunderstood husband. Three tragedies will alter their path forever. Will their choices tear them apart, or will they allow them To Laugh Once More?

Three years after her marriage to Hamilton, former debutante Lydia Barrington Scarbrough is dissatisfied with life. She has yet to have children, and she spends most of her days sitting in a circle of women chatting about homemaking. She thought life would be more than what it's turned out to be. Hamilton travels on business and never takes her with him. What's a lonely wife to do when she has no children to raise? She longs for adventure and romance, and really, she longs for the fulfillment of her purpose in life. A purpose beyond being a wife and raising children.

Lydia faces a series of hardships that stretch her faith beyond capacity. Leaving her childhood home in Florida for Georgia proves to be more difficult than she ever imagined, and her marriage may not survive the trials. Lydia’s own personal battles drive a wedge between them. What will it take to make Hamilton attempt to save their marriage and draw Lydia back to him?

As Lydia strives to etch out a place for herself in a new world full of unfamiliar prejudice and attempts to overcome her private battles, she must help Hamilton understand her deepest longings and learn the true meaning of joy. Will she surrender her will in order to find her purpose? Will her future hold a happier marriage, motherhood, and a calling greater than she could ever have imagined?

Eliza, sipping on her hot tea, looked at Lydia and sighed. "Perhaps it's time to put a little of that spirit away for a rainy day then." Her dark eyes said more than her words. "Or perhaps you should use a bit of that spirit on your husband when he comes home from traveling," Alexa chimed in, with an added snicker. Alexa winked at Josie, and Lydia blinked her eyes rapidly. How could her closest sister betray her like that? She cast her eyes toward Eliza, groaned, and pulled at the tight bun at the nape of her neck, which imprisoned her fiery auburn tresses. "Oh, never mind. You do not…never have understood me. I've always been just the baby to all of you. I'm married, yet I'm still a child in your eyes. And you've never understood that I'm different. I aspire to be something greater." "Greater'n what, child?" Isabel Ann asked, poking her dark, round head into the sitting room. Lydia's eyes found the eyes of the woman who'd mothered her more than her own mother, and her heart burned with regret for allowing her words to escape her mouth as freely as a summer butterfly escaping a net. She swallowed hard against the lump of pride that threatened to choke her. "Oh, please don't take offense, dear Izzy. Please forgive me. It's just that when I married Hamilton, he promised me excitement and travel and…and…well, he promised me many things he's yet to deliver upon." Isabel Ann nodded, and Lydia thrust herself back onto the settee. Her sisters were all dressed in muted, drab colors, colors that resembled nothing in real life. She massaged her temples. Mother folded her hands across her lap and bowed her head for a moment. She tightened her jaw and then let out a sigh, looking at Lydia. "Lydia, the Bible teaches us to be content. It's only when we choose contentment with what we have that God will entrust us with more." Lydia laughed. "Well, I've done a lot for God and sacrificed much in my life. Couldn't He reward me somehow?" She jumped at the gasps that escaped the mouths of her sisters and mother and averted her eyes from the lightning strike of Isabel Ann's eyes.

Book 2

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Stripped of her future, will she concede or fight?


Debutante Lydia Barrington lives a carefree, protected existence on Live Oaks Plantation in Florida. While her sisters happily prepare for their traditional roles as women and talk of courting, Lydia dreams of adventure and independence. She counts the days until she can leave home to explore the world, to dance with cultured gentlemen, to explore politics and art, to leave behind the confining expectations of her family and community—and her God. Even her friendship with handsome Hamilton Scarbrough isn’t enough to hold her back…until they dance, and her heart considers love.


Confused by her heart's betrayal, Lydia struggles to gain her independence. Then she overhears a private conversation about a business deal that has everything to do with her future. Now she’s faced with the biggest decision of her life—to concede or to fight. Either choice will require great sacrifice…and, perhaps, countless rewards. In an attempt to escape her imminent destiny, Lydia scrambles to find a solution—at all costs. Amidst the trials that follow, as Lydia runs out of time, she learns the meaning of sacrifice, forgiveness, hope and faith.


Will she ever experience the freedom she's so longed for, or will her desires change in light of her circumstances? Will she ever be able TO DANCE ONCE MORE?


Romance. Scandal. Desperation. Hope.

After her lessons, Lydia headed toward the gazebo in front of their home to read in the afternoon sun, resisting the urge to watch for Hamilton. She ambled along the pathway from the schoolhouse, passing the eight-room guesthouse, built by Grandfather in 1835, three years after he built the main house. She crossed the lawn in front of the house, unable to resist bending to pick a yellow daffodil. Her spine tingled at the sweet smell of springtime. "Hello, Mrs. Baker. How are you today?" Lydia called to Mother's friend as she and Mother sat on the porch swing. "I'm fine, Lydia. And you?" "Oh, I'm wonderful, now that I'm free for the afternoon. Did you bring any orange marmalade with you today?" Lydia licked her lips. "Yes, I did, dear. You'll have to have some this afternoon." "I will. Thank you." Lydia waved. Once seated in the gazebo, her soul a peaceful bubbling brook, she smiled and breathed a cleansing breath with a sigh. This small structure and its surroundings provided her with an escape from the boredom of everyday life, since a comfortable lifestyle offered very little entertainment to fill the endless hours of a day on a plantation. Lydia didn't even have chores like so many of her friends. Mother encouraged her to master homemaking skills and to learn to play the piano, but she cared nothing about those things. Instead, she'd sit for hours at a time in the gazebo, encircled by various flowering trees and shrubs, and wonder about exotic places and hope to visit them one day. After reading for a while, Lydia left the gazebo and disappeared down the path to the pond. The water lapped at the edge, beckoning her. She took off her dusty boots and stockings and lifted her skirts to her knees. Dipping her feet in the tepid water, she squealed with delight, for the water, though still a little too cool for swimming, felt great for toe dipping. This was exactly what she needed to make her day complete. But it only took a few minutes for the chill to reach Lydia's bones. She dried her feet on her skirts, put her stockings and boots back on, and made her way to the stable, stopping at the garden first to dig up a carrot for her horse. The sun threatened to scorch her delicate skin so she dashed into the barn. Her nostrils filled with the sweet smell of hay and oats, and she smiled. "Afternoon, Miss Lydia." Levi, one of the grooms, tossed hay with a pitchfork into a stall. "Afternoon, Levi. I stopped in to see my baby for a bit. I won't be in your way for long." "Take your time, miss. He's been waitin' for you all mornin'." She picked up a brush, entered the stall, and gently caressed Gabriel around the neck. "I brought you a treat. Here's a carrot." Lydia dodged horseflies and brushed Gabriel's coat, the color of buttermilk, as he crunched the carrot. His flesh twitched as the brush's bristles rubbed against his coat. His raven mane and tail gleamed with each stroke. The chickens clucked and the bunnies squeaked, while the hogs whined and snorted, wanting food. Lydia paid them no mind, however, as she engrossed herself only with her pet. Author Bio

Sherri Wilson Johnson is an Inspirational Romance novelist, a speaker, and a former homeschooling mom who’d rather have laugh lines under her eyes than worry lines across her forehead. She lives in Georgia with her husband, her two children and her Chihuahua, Posey. Her favorite thing to do when she’s not with her family is to curl up with a good book or work on her current work-in-progress. She loves to dream of visiting romantic places and is passionate about the Lord, motherhood, homeschooling, and writing. Sherri is the author of To Dance Once MoreSong of the Meadowlark, and To Laugh Once More. She is a columnist with Habits for a Happy Home and Choose NOW Ministries.












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