We met at the Café Le TÉ It was our usual meeting place to play Where we exchanged many kisses and hugs Tossed our heads back in laughter and clicked our mugs To continue our journey, to go our way!
We would picnic in many different places Run around, laugh, and taste food of many races Ride horses, galloping through many a kingdom Enjoying the winds of our new found freedom Oh we had such happy faces!
No one knew from where that we came Every moment spent happily together was our game He would cry when I would have to leave… I reminded him that he should believe That I would love him until eternity
It was as though the days with him were full and long But in reality they were the length of a song For he was from the past In a world that I could no longer last I awoke from the sound of the bong!
Blending Southern Gothic mystery romance, fantasy, theater, dance, music, and flashes of humor, tells the story of a pair of lovers in two separate time periods who find themselves battling an evil fifty years apart.
Book 3 f of the Horses of Tir Na Nog Romance trilogy
CJ’s dreams continue, as she finds herself back at the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul. First, seeking protection for Rachel, then, the entire Sisterhood. (Actually, make that Sisterhoods; as there wil