More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.
Picking up from last week. Cara had found herself feeling dizzy and light headed and then she was outside of the shop without remembering going through the door.
“What happened?” she asked. The shop was beginning to feel like a dream and she turned to look at it, reassuring herself that it was real.
“You got dizzy. Sometimes the incense does that to people.”
“Incense?” She frowned. She didn’t remember smelling any incense.
“Tamira burns it in the back room sometimes. She prefers powdered herbs and sometimes the remnants of the smoke can hit people in odd ways.”
Cara nodded, uncertain. That didn’t sound right to her, but it didn’t sound wrong, either, and she was confused.
Jacob smiled. “Your head will clear in a bit and things will make more sense. Are you ready to go see Henry Rupert?”
“Yes.” Cara felt an overwhelming sense of relief at the suggestion; a visit to a lawyer was something she could understand, something she could deal with. “Let’s go get that over with.”
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