Doves Migration, in a spell binding tale of post Civil War and the tribulations that a ravaged nation faces while rebuilding a new life after the casualties of war.
Doves Migration' joins the rich cast of characters from 'Virtuous Dove' and 'Rebel Dove' in the third book of 'Doves Collect'.
As events unfold, the unthinkable passion, greed, deception, and indiscretions are certain to effect the next generation. Miranda Brown comes to terms with the demons of her past and finds herself caught in the middle of a sinister plot. After witnessing an intentional act of evilness, she must choose between the love of a man or a life of wealth and privilege. Making her decision, she calls upon the aid of her trusted friends, and soon, the lives of Felicity, Benjamin, Elise, and Joshua, as well as her own, will be changed forever.
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Joshua stretched out his hands and nodded his head, gesturing up the street as he continued speaking. “We seem to be blocking the entrance to the theatre. Why don’t we adjourn this reuniting of old and new friends to a local establishment down the street, shall we?”
As they walked farther down 10th street, a tall slender gentleman came out of a carriage just ahead of them, wearing an amazingly tall top hat. He was escorting a short, refined woman toward the entrance of Ford’s Theatre.
Joshua immediately stood at attention and saluted the gentleman.
“At ease, Major,” the lanky, bearded man responded.
Elise, puzzled at Joshua’s peculiar behavior and stopped chattering to Miranda, who was standing by her side in total shock.
“Oh, my,” Elise gasped, finally recognizing the man. “Why, if it ain’t Old Abe himself. In the flesh!” Her voice traveled further than she had intended.
Hearing her comment, Abraham Lincoln stopped and smiled, while tipping his hat in respect, he said, “Why yes, my dear young woman, it is. How charming it is to hear the sweet sounds of a Southern Belle’s voice ringing through our fair city again. Begging your pardon for intruding on your privacy, but what, might I ask, has brought you here today?”
Elise curtseyed and shyly replied to the Commander-in-Chief. “Excuse my words, sir. I didn’t mean them to sound unkind.”
Amused, Lincoln smiled and said, “Oh, you are enchanting, my dear. Mother here, she’s from the South, too.” Lincoln waved his hand toward his wife, Mary Todd Lincoln, who smiled dutifully at Elise.
“Yes, I do recall hearing that, sir. In answer to your question, I’m here with my fiancé,” Elise said, tugging proudly on Joshua’s arm and flashing a warm look in his direction. “And my Mama and stepfather. What with the great General Lee surrendering and the war all but over, we’re traveling to New York.”
“New York, you say?”
“Yes, sir.”
Lincoln eyed Joshua more closely, apparently recognizing him. “Major, didn’t I see you in Richmond earlier this month?”
“Yes, sir,” Joshua replied respectfully, still standing at attention.
Lincoln shook his head in distress. “It saddens me to see such a fine city like Richmond destroyed.” He tugged at his whiskered chin.
Mrs. Lincoln gently tapped her husband’s arm as she held onto it tightly. Acknowledging her polite reminder that they were on a time schedule, the President nodded politely to the group gathered before him. “If you’ll excuse us. Mother gets rather upset if we miss curtain call.”
Waiting for no reply, the Lincolns began walking toward the theatre to see Our American Cousin.
After they disappeared into the theatre, Elise turned and looked at the rest of her family and friends and exclaimed, “Why, I don’t know why people make him out to be such a mean sort. He seems rather likeable.”
Miranda shook her head and started to laugh, then said “Oh my goodness, not only did you insult the President of the United States of America, but you then proceed to have a conversation with him. And if that wasn’t enough, you act as if it’s common place! You are unbelievable . . . Only you could say such a thing about the man you once proclaimed to be the enemy.”
“Yes, well, I thought Joshua was the enemy once too and surely I found out differently. Perhaps I can see my way to accepting Mr. Lincoln as well.”
“Well that’s an improvement from ‘Old Abe.’ Elise, what am I going to do with you?” Joshua groaned, shook his head and tenderly squeezed her hand as she placed it in the crook of his arm.
Everyone laughed at her shocked indignation as they made their way to the boardinghouse eatery Michael had picked out.
Professional Reviews
Affaire de Coeur
A quick paced action adventure of Post Civil War history, Dove’s Migration has a cast of flesh-and-blood characters full of human flaws. Their trials and tribulations place the reader right in the thick of things as they become emotionally attached to each and every one. They felt remarkably like good friends. I was briskly turning pages to reach the dramatic conclusion yet not wanting the story to end. Well crafted with a vividly depicted sense of time and place allows the reader to become a part of the story. Linda Daly has penned an exciting romantic adventure that stands alone. Her storytelling talents shine through on every page.
Lettetia Elsasser
Affaire de Coeur
4 Stars
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Pamela Ackerson, Author
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The author has created several characters that the reader will absolutely love to hate. Ms. Daly leads you into a world laden with friction and tension, a unique and compelling tale that takes the reader on a most unusual ride.
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