Picking up from last week’s snippetHedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year. Tamira is answering Jacob’s question of “What happened?”
“Jonas was hoping for an invitation,” Tamira replied. “He didn’t get it.”
Jacob nodded as some sort of understanding seemed to flow between the two of them.
Cara sensed, again, that it had something to do with her, but she also was fairly certain that she wouldn’t get an answer if she asked.
Still, a little fishing wouldn’t hurt.
“I wish you two wouldn’t do that,” she said.
“Do what?” Tamira asked.
“Talk about me without talking about me.”
Tamira looked at Jacob. “She’s far too aware,” she said.
Jacob nodded. “And far too unaware of what she’s aware of.”
Cara sighed. “I think I’d rather you go back to talking about me without talking about me, instead of talking about me like I wasn’t here.”
Jacob laughed. “Ah, Cara. You’ll learn soon enough.” He sobered. “You’ll learn far too much far too soon, I fear.”
When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.
But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand