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.”
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