A moving, thought-provoking tale of history, heartache, and healing . . .
Living in the foothills of North Carolina, Laura Carter has it all: a nice home, wonderful adoptive parents, two lovely teenage daughters, and a to-die-for handsome husband.
As they celebrate freedom on the Fourth of July, she’s certain that nothing could ever shatter her perfect American life.
Suddenly, an unexpected letter from her great-grandmother brings Laura face-to-face with her birth family and secrets surface about her African heritage that threaten to destroy her family.
Lurking in the shadows is a small group called the brethren. The brethren’s dirty deeds are meant to preserve the purity of race in a South that still wears old patches of hate.
Will they succeed in chopping down Laura’s family tree, or will the newest branches have a better chance at peace and acceptance in a more open-minded South?
The Color of My Heart weaves the tragedy of slavery and hate into a beautiful tale reminding readers of God’s never-ending love and forgiveness.