More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Picking up from last week.

“Cara? Are you all right?”

She looked up at the sound of Jacob’s voice and managed a smile. “Just feeling overwhelmed and still not sure what I should do. My life is in Tulsa, but this…” She shook her head and sighed.

“There’s no need to decide right this minute,” he said. “Or even anytime today. If you want to go back to Tulsa and think about it for a while, that’s fine, too. Tamira and I can hold things together here until you’ve had some time to step away and think about it.”

“Thank you.”You have no idea how much that means to me. And how much pressure it takes off.” She checked the casserole. “Breakfast is ready.” She put it on the table while he got plates and silverware.

“How did you sleep?” he asked.

“Very well, thanks. Harry invited herself in to keep me company and slept against my back all night.” She frowned. “I had a weird dream of sorts, though.”

Tentative Blurb:

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

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More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Skipping a few lines from last week. It’s the next morning and Cara has showered and dressed and gone downstairs to face the day.

She went downstairs to find Harry waiting at the door.  With a chuckle she opened it. 

“Thanks for the company.”

She started a pot of coffee for Jacob and a pot of hot water for herself, then popped a breakfast casserole into the oven. She was never going to be able to eat all the food people had brought, even if she didn’t have to go back to Tulsa. 

Back to Tulsa. 

The thought hurt, but she shook her head. That was where her life was. She would turn the house and business over to Jacob and Tamira and…

And what? Just walk away? What had happened to wanting to get to know her grandmother?

She sat down at the table and rested her head in her hands. What was she supposed to do?

Tentative Blurb:

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

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More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year. This snippet skips a few lines from last week; Cara is locking up the house before going to bed.

A plaintive meow made her smile and she opened the door to find a familiar calico cat on the porch. She opened the screen and crouched down to pet her. “Did you come to say good night?”    

In answer, the cat invited herself into the house, and Cara laughed, closing the door and locking it.  She put down a dish of water and rubbed Harry’s ears and chin for a moment. “I have to admit, I won’t mind the company, but I’m going to go to bed. Mind your manners and no clawing of furniture.”

She gathered up the papers and put them in her attaché case, and closed up her laptop, tucking it in with them, and started up the stairs, turning out the light as she left the kitchen. 

Harry tagged along, trotting up the stairs with her as if she owned the place.

“Make yourself at home,” Cara said wryly.

Tentative Blurb:

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

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.