~*~ “There’s a gentleman I’d like you to meet,” announces my dear friend, Sara Bartholomew-McCreedy with a rustle of silk and wink of an eye. I’m a young, childless widow, thanks to the Battle of Vittorio Veneto, and this outing is a rare treat after a year of mourning. They say “Missing in Action” … More The Stranger
~*~ “The world is bent on destruction at the hands of those who would themselves destroy …” Grandma Rose raised her tea cup to her lips and sipped. She seemed unperturbed by her words, while I sensed my rose-coloured glasses slipping. “Fighting for peace is not the wise course, but those who know not … More Peace Rose
~*~ The gentle gypsy gestures for me to stand beside her. I move over yet keep my distance, still feeling my uncertainty. “Good,” Erzebet’s voice is comforting. “Just a few things I would say before you enter the Sacred Circle of Hidden Wisdom.” She smiles reassuringly, noting my discomfiture. “Don’t worry, you are perfectly safe as … More Lost and Found … Part III
Shedding Light on the Family Tree 