Kathy Fronheiser
Author | Adventurer
"The story was so believable and a real page turner. I couldn't wait to find out how it ended."
- Maureen Beigel
A man trapped in the past. A woman born in the wrong century. Can they bend the barriers of time to achieve the perfect union they both desire?
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The Mirror's Secret
by Kathy Fronheiser
Published by Far Off Lands Publishing
ISBN: 978-1733036405
Paperback | 5" x 8" | 242 pages
Also available as an eBook
A man trapped in the past. A woman born in the wrong century. Can they bend the barriers of time to achieve the perfect union they both desire?
When Ellie Michaels inherits a Pennsylvania bed & breakfast rich in Civil War history, she assumes the strange happenings at the Ivy Garden Inn are brought about by the spirit of her recently deceased aunt. Then she becomes acquainted with the inn's most loyal guest: the spirit of a Union Army doctor who continues to inhabit the house over 150 years after his death. Dr. Grant Alexander's spirit still awaits the arrival of more wounded men who need his medical attention in the house that became a battlefield hospital in 1863. Ellie believes that spirits of the departed walk among us, but she never expects to fall in love with one. She hears Grant's voice and feels his touch but can only see his face through the antique mirror on the parlor wall.
THE MIRROR'S SECRET is a captivating love story that crosses centuries and triumphs over the bonds of time.
"Loved this mystery and love story, I couldn't put it down! An intriguing read by this author..." - Judith Blomquist
Amazon 5-Star Review
Excerpt From The Mirror's Secret
Her arms stretching out in front of her, she imagined he must be looking at her now from head to toe, although she still couldn’t see him clearly. She closed her eyes and pictured him, putting together the details from the face that he’d shown to her in the mirror with those she’d touched with her fingertips, memorizing everything.
He let go of one hand and held the other in both of his. She felt his kiss on the back of her hand, then the softness of his beard as he held her palm to his cheek.
Good night, my dearest.
Oh no. Not yet. “So soon?”
I must check on my men. It is well past time for my rounds.
“Until tomorrow, then.”
The mist faded before her eyes. Knowing his departure was inevitable didn’t stop her from reaching out to grasp what little remained of him before he was gone. She stood alone in the parlor like Cinderella after the ball was over, not wanting to take off this dress or wash her hands and face. [FROM CHAPTER 7, The Mirror's Secret]