I love reading and writing time travels. As a girl, I always wondered what it would be like to live in the old west and questioned what my life would be like. Would I be the child of a rich rancher, a poor farmer, shop girl, or heaven forbid, work in a saloon? I had a vivid imagination and for a while my "unseen" friend was a lion.
Today, retired from teaching, I allow my inner muse free rein when it comes to thinking up stories. One result is my time travel short story Desires of The Heart
due out March 4th, 2009 with The Wild Rose Press
. I ventured from my comfortable Texas and Mid-West local and set this story in post WWII England. Of course, the heroine is a Texas girl. Uh, I mean woman.
Here's a blurb and excerpt.
Loren Fairchild longs for children, but is barren. At a cottage in Carlisle, UK, she puts her divorce behind her and begins a new life. She learns that in 1947 the former owner’s wife disappeared. The same week, according to local gossip, her husband took up with a dark-headed harlot. One morning, a simple minded woman appears and triggers events that change Loren’s life forever.
Miles Chapeau misses the wife, the mother of his two children, he’d known before the war. When he returned from WWII in 1945 she’d been hurt in an air raid and now has the mind of a child. He loves her and would never forsake his duty, but misses the intimate side of marriage and a woman to share his life. One day she disappears and his existence is turned upside down.
She squinted at him. “Chapeau, Miles Chapeau. Your wife disappeared in 1947 and you took up with a dark headed harlot.”
He staggered back. What the hell was she talking about? “Yes, my wife did disappear yesterday morning. Do you know where she is? Have you seen her?” He moved close to the bed and bent down, face next to hers. “If you know tell me. She has the mind of a six-year-old and needs constant supervision.”
She patted the hand he didn’t realize grasped her arm. A jolt of energy shot through him. “She’s fine, Mr. Chapeau, just fine. Yesterday she wandered onto my property. She scared poor Molly to death.” She laughed. “Snuck up behind her and grabbed her in a hug. When Molly screamed, the blonde lady laughed and laughed.”
Miles didn’t know whether to believe her or not. The woman she described definitely acted like Miriam.
The patient waved her hand. “I feel kinda drunk.” She shook her finger at Constable Jones. “No more of those drugs, you hear?”
The Constable shrugged. “We have to do whatever the doctor orders, Mrs. Fairchild.”
“Bullshit. Man doesn’t know one end of a horse from the other.” She grabbed Miles shirt front and pulled him closer. He breathed in her scent and didn’t like his body’s reaction. He didn’t like her vulgar mouth either. “Shh, listen. Constable Sanders had her taken to a hospital for observation. Don’t you worry now; they’ll take good care of her in 2007.”
I hope you'll pick up a copy of Desires of The Heart
on March 4th and let me know what you think about Miles and Loren's story. You can view the book trailer on my website
Thank you Tammy and Night Owl Romance for having me here today.
Happy reading and writing, folks!
Linda LaRoque ~Western Romance with a Twist in Time~ A Law of Her Own, Forever Faithful. Desires of the Heart, 3-9, My Heart Will Find Yours, 5-9, Flames on the Sky, Investment of the Heart coming 5-9, When the Ocotillo Bloom 7-9.