DANDELION MOON - Hannah Alexander - One Free Book

Welcome back, Hannah Alexander. Why did you become an author? I made up songs and stories and poems before I ever learned how to read and write. My imagination was what sometimes kept me sane when I lived in the country as an only child for most of my developmental years. I guess it still keeps me sane when the Alexander half of our name works long, difficult hours in the ER.

If you weren’t an author, what would be your dream job? Oh, that’s easy—an editor! I love the editing part of my work. I’ve been a book doctor on several novels just for the fun of it. I love working with my fellow writers.

I love editing other peoples’ work, but I often miss things in my own. I see what I thought I wrote. If you could have lived at another time in history, what would it be and why? I would live as close to the present day as possible because from what I’ve read of history, it was hard! Living conditions were difficult before my time. It was hard to stay clean, hard to get good food. I’m such a sissy. I don’t endure hardship well.

However, upon consideration, I would love to have been there when Jesus walked the earth. I would have loved to see His face, hear His voice, feel His touch. Yes, I would have had to endure his death. Not sure I could have handled that. But to see Him rise again? Wow.

What place in the United States have you not visited that you would like to? You know that riverboat cruise I mentioned earlier? I’d like to take a Mississippi river boat cruise. Or another great river. I’m not talking about the gambling boats, but something quiet that takes several days and covers a long river.

There are some European river cruises that sound wonderful. How about a foreign country you hope to visit? I would probably like to visit Australia, because one of my best friends has been there a few times and she raves about it.

What lesson has the Lord taught you recently? Very recently, when I had to make a nine hour round-trip drive for medical care, He reminded me that we had not been cut off from Him. I have begun to think that was the case, because we’ve been unable to find a church family. We actually tried to settle in two different small congregations, but I was met with hostility in both places. I still don’t understand it because I’m not an unfriendly person. We’ve been without a dependable church home since we moved to Wyoming three years ago. We’ve actually found one we’re going to try Sunday. I’m praying that we’ll be able to fit in until we move from here.

Our church, Gateway Church, has very good online services until you can find a church near you. And there’s a satellite church in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, if you’re near there. It’s a smaller congregation. Tell us about the featured book. On Christmas Eve, a woman stumbles through a cemetery, not knowing who she is…

Myra sat beside Weston, staring up at the December sky. “I remember sitting in this place watching the moon disappear a little more each night, like the head of a dandelion blowing in the wind. That was how I felt about my life.”

“But you know what happens when those dandelion seeds spread,” Weston said. “The wind takes them to places where they grow. You may feel as if you’re losing yourself, but your love is planting new life into others.”

On Christmas Eve, Weston Cline frantically searches for the woman he loves, psychiatrist Myra Maxwell. She left her clinic in the middle of the day, and he’s heard nothing from her since. When he can’t find her in the city, he decides to search in her hometown, where he’s made enemies in the past and must tread lightly.

Will Weston be able to find Myra and help her recover her memories, or will the problems of his past prevent him from reaching her?

Please give us the first page of the book.

She came to herself—whoever she was—running in panic, gasping for breath, tripping over tombstones and stumbling into holes through a dark cemetery.

Where was she?

Smoke drifted past her from the darkness between flashes of light that outlined a stand of trees ahead of her. A red haze rose through those trees.

Why was she running? Was she being chased? She ran faster, harder, glancing over her shoulder to see if someone was behind her, but there was nothing. No one.

Another flash and explosion made her cry out. She stumbled to a stop, hugged herself, held her breath. Stars of red and green shimmered in the sky and filtered to the ground.

She closed her eyes, weak with relief. Not a war zone. Fireworks.

Calm down. Take a deep breath. Another.

Heart still practically in A-fib, she heard disembodied shouts and laughter. Whistles and applause filtered through the forest. What day was this?

Independence Day celebration? No. Too cold. This wasn’t July.

Confusion cascaded over her fear, mingled, settled in the pit of her stomach. What year was it? How could she not know?

An explosion and whistle brought her eyes wide open again, and more lights formed a brilliant white star that spread across the sky, accompanied by a flute playing O Holy Night.

She recognized the star. But she felt no sense of familiarity when she looked down at her own hands. Amnesia from a fugue state could do that to a person. How did she know that?

Another explosion and screech unnerved her, but for a moment she was able to stand still, force herself to think instead of simply react. Fugue state. Yes.

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I love connecting with the two of you as well. I count it a great pleasure and blessing to be allowed to introduce your books to other readers.

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https://amzn.to/3zsaiir - Kindle

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