When Fates Conspire, set in Montana and South Dakota, is a contemporary, paranormal story, of fate, soul mates, and fairness. With humor and pathos, this novella tells of two couples and three spirit guides—all with very different ideas as to what life is about.
Lauren
returns to Billings looking for something that never happened for her in
high school. When the man she wanted then re-enters her life, all the ancient
energy between these soul mates is aroused. Can it be they will finally get a
happily ever after or will it end as it always has?
In Bozeman, Jessica is frustrated that the man she promised to
marry won’t give her the advantages his riches could provide. How far will she
go to get what she wants? Tragedy is the only possible result or is it?
This
story came directly from a dream, with several powerful images and concepts.
Writing the novella incorporated many things I have read. The question, that I
hope readers will be asking when they finish, is what do you think life is
about?
I’ve never used quotes at the beginning of a book but
I knew this one would be enriched by them. I went looking and surprising me, everything I
could want came from Dante, whose full name was Durante degli Alighieri born 1265
and died 1321. His poetry and books spoke so much to the mysteries of life. As
I went through my chapter headings, time and again his words set them off
perfectly. I am glad I hadn’t found him first or I might’ve thought he
influenced the story that began with a dream.
“In that
book which is my memory. On the first page of the chapter that is the day when
I first met you, Appear the words, ‘Here begins a new life’.” Dante Alighieri
Excerpt:
With the next knock on the door,
she managed to stifle her shock. She hoped. It was him. If she had hoped he
would have grown less attractive, got no relief that way. Darkly tanned, movie
star handsome, his Cheyenne
features showed up more strongly than ever. To add to it she saw he had grown
his long black hair out and wore it clubbed in a ponytail at the back of his
neck. Then she saw the girl at his side. Who was she? Not part of their high
school crowd surely.
“Clay,” Dale said taking their
coats while Mindy handed them hot cider. “You hear about the storm brewing?”
“This morning,” he answered with
that slight western drawl that had always caused Lauren’s heart to start
fluttering. “I still have 200 heifers out on the south pasture; so that’ll be
tomorrow morning’s job. Hoping I can get them in closer before it blasts us.”
“Lauren, did you know Rachel in
high school?” Mindy asked as she drew the pretty brunette over to Lauren.
“You’re Rachel Adams?” Lauren asked
now placing her as four years younger than them. “You’ve grown up,” she said
forcing herself not to look toward Clay. God, she hoped she had been over that
silly infatuation, but as soon as he was near she knew she had been fooling
herself. It’s why no other serious relationships had developed. She had to get
out of the house before she gave herself away. Was he married? Who was Rachel
to him? She feared to look for rings.
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