Publisher: Roane Publishing
Release Date: October 31, 2014
Key Words: Romance, Short Stories, Halloween, Paranormal
Garden of Souls by Michelle Ziegler
Blurb: Something, or someone, pulled Miranda to purchase the old carriage house. It was a great deal, most likely because of the cemetery or the unexpected resident, Thomas. The ghost she finds within the sanctuary of her new home should have scared her. Instead she finds herself falling in love with him.
Now, a few days from Halloween, Thomas continues to push her to live her life. He wants one night though; the one night of magic for the dead. Torn by her love for Thomas and her need for reality and human contact, Miranda takes a chance with Sean. Someone who’s alive. The guilt is eating away at her. Sean’s nice and he hasn’t run off yet, pushed away by her craziness. Miranda knows she can’t split her herself.
Choosing her heart’s desire doesn’t seem possible, but living and loving another seems like a life riddled with pain.
“I’m tired of not being with you like he is. Like any man could be.” His shoulders sagged and his face fell. He reached out and traced her lips with a finger.
The soft touch tickled. Giddy anticipation pushed out any thought of insanity.
“Halloween is in two days. Please don’t make any decisions until after that.” His words were a plea, gentle and quiet.
Miranda pressed her cheek into his palm, elated to feel a small opposing force. “What choices will I be making?” She closed her eyes and tried to imagine what it would be like for him to really touch her, hold her. Her body relaxed. “I can feel you, how is it I can feel you?” She caressed his forearm.
His warm palm rested atop her fingers. “I’m asking you not to tell me to go away until after Halloween.”
Her eyes flew open. “Why would I tell you to go away? I could never. I won’t ever ask you to leave me.”
His gaze bore into hers, the light of the moon allowing him an almost human look. “Yes. But, I couldn’t stay and watch someone else be there for you when I couldn’t, either. I hope you wouldn’t ask me to.”
Tears sprung to her eyes. “No one can take your place. You know that.”
He reached up to wipe a tear from her cheek, and a small trail of lingering tickles traced her skin.
She finished the job for him and sniffed.
He nodded. “Someone warm can, and should, take my place.”
Miranda shook her head.
“I said should. I never said I’d give up without a fight.”
Michelle’s imagination started spilling out onto paper the second she could scribble. Her drawing never improved, but her love affair with words continued and evolved as she became infatuated with one story after another. If life could be written, Michelle would write everyone’s ending as a happily ever after.
Michelle grew up in Chicago and later moved to Colorado. Her husband still makes fun of her Midwest accent. By day, she is an engineer, wife, and mother to two kids and two dogs. Her sanity survives on the pages she writes, even if her toddler is trying to drive her to the edge one temper tantrum at a time.
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