Thought it was time to treat you all with another excerpt from my paranormal/reenactor story, Angel of My Dreams, from the Civil War anthology, Northern Roses and Southern Belles.
But by strange coincidence, the hero of my story, Kyle Dalton, commented on this blog yesterday. Not only is the real Kyle a former Civil War reenactor, but he teaches history, like the character in my story.
How cool is that!
It's fun when my characters leave comments on my blog.
Here's the blurb and excerpt from Angel of My Dreams.
When Civil War reenactor, Kyle Dalton, keeps seeing a beautiful woman on the battlefield tending to soldiers, he thinks she's another reenactor. But when she disappears into thin air, he starts to believe he's seen a ghost. Did he have a past life with this woman?
A chill ran down Kyle's spine. Josie, that's the name Derek said he'd been calling out last night.
"What reenactment group you with?"
She bit her lip. "I'm afraid I don’t understand your question, sir."
"You're not with a group? How about one of the civilian groups?"
"Oh, no. I'm here on my own. I want to help in whatever way I can."
Kyle decided to take a different track. "Do you live near Philadelphia?"
"I live in the city, on Chestnut Street."
He glanced at her ring finger. Empty. "Most ladies in my group come with their husbands or boyfriends."
"No. As I said, I'm here on my own."
"Well, can I walk you back to camp? Or are you staying off-site?"
She frowned again. "I stay with the other nurses."
"Great. Lead on, and I'll walk you back."
She smiled, and he reached for her arm. His hand closed on air.
"What the hell?"
She gazed at him. "I can't stay."
She dissolved before his eyes.
Northern Roses and Southern Belles, available now from The Wild Rose Press.
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