Across the Winds of Time
by Bess McBride
While on a genealogical research journey through the Midwest, Molly Hamilton impulsively buys a 100-year-old Victorian house in the middle of a cornfield, and falls in love with the house’s owner...the original owner, that is. Can he be a ghost? The handsome, intriguing attorney certainly feels solid—and somehow her soul knows she has always loved him.
Darius Ferguson has no idea how he has come to present-day Iowa. The last thing he knew, the year was 1880, and he had just buried his fiancée, who happens to look exactly like Molly. He cannot separate the two women in his heart—to him, they are one.
In spite of being drawn to him, Molly thinks Darius is unhinged. Darius wonders if he has joined his fiancée in purgatory. If time travel is possible, will love be enough to build a future together?
“I can take care of myself, Darius. I’ve done it all my life. I’ll take care of us.”
Darius stared at me for a moment, his eyes hardening. He rose abruptly and went to stand by the railing, staring down the driveway to the road beyond.
“I am unmanned by the thought, Molly. How will we go on then? Will I cook and clean for you while you take care of me and buy my clothing, my toiletries, my food?”
The bitterness in his voice frightened me, and I fell silent—unsure what words might make the situation worse.
He turned to face me, bracing his palms on the railing behind him, a harsh set to his jaw.
“I could wish that I had never “appeared” here—in your time—but I cannot bear the thought of losing you again. I love you, Molly. I think I must set about proving my worth to you. I will rebuild this house such that it will protect you from all harm. I will take care of you so that you have the strength to provide for us.” The break in his voice tore at my heart. “I will tend to your every need as best I can given my limited means. And if you should find me a burden, you have only to say the word, and I will be gone. If nothing else, I now know how to leave.” On that bitter note, Darius turned and strode down the length of the porch and around to the side of the house and out of sight.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Bess McBride made her first serious writing attempt when she was 14. She shut herself up in her bedroom one summer while obsessively working on a time travel/pirate novel set in the beloved Caribbean of her youth, but she wasn't able to hammer it out on a manual typewriter (oh yeah, she's that old) before it was time to go back to school. The draft of that novel has long since disappeared, but the story is still simmering within, and she will finish the adventure one day soon.
Bess was born in Aruba to American parents and lived in Venezuela until her family returned to the United States when she was 12. She couldn't fight the global travel bug within and joined the U.S. Air Force at 18 to "see the world." After 21 wonderful and fulfilling years traveling the world and gaining one beautiful daughter, she pursued her dream of finally getting a college education. With a license in mental health therapy, she worked with veterans and continues to work on behalf of veterans. She writes romantic suspense, contemporary, light paranormal/fantasy and time travel romances and currently has eight novels published. She can be contacted through her web site at http://www.bessmcbride.com.