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Ghost of My Heart: Canadian Reminiscence Series, #1.2
Ghost of My Heart: Canadian Reminiscence Series, #1.2
Ghost of My Heart: Canadian Reminiscence Series, #1.2
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Ghost of My Heart: Canadian Reminiscence Series, #1.2

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Eleven years have passed since the explosion shattered Evelyn's home city of Halifax. Evelyn dedicates her time to being a loving wife and mother and to volunteering in the poor district.

A chance encounter leads to the possibility of second chances. As Evelyn struggles through her indecisions, a personal revelation will forever change her fate and the fates of those she loves most.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherLeah Lindeman
Release dateNov 12, 2018
ISBN9780994988027
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    Ghost of My Heart - Leah Lindeman

    Praise for REDEEMED FROM THE ASHES

    - Leah Lindeman’s first published novel nicely weaves Canadian history and a romantic story. The characters are colourful yet believable and there is just enough intrigue to make you want to keep reading to find out how the story ends.

    Ann-Margret Hovsepian, Award Winning Author and Illustrator 

    - Leah has written a book that is incredibly refined in style yet so easy to read. The storyline, though simplistic in nature at first, quickly becomes far more complex than the reader could have imagined. A truly captivating read!

    Customer

    - Absolutely loved this book. Mix of English classic, mystery, intrigue and romance. Amazing first novel can’t wait for the next one!

    Customer 

    - I really appreciated the fact that this books brings us back to an event in Canadian history and answers the question about how a survivor may have endured through the after-math of

    a tragedy by bringing all to life in Evelyn, the heroine, and those around her. This historical fiction brings us through the love, fear, searching, desperation, hard choices, and re-building of a new life that Evelyn experienced. I definitely enjoyed the story and am looking forward to the next book in the series. In the meantime, I will satisfy myself by re-reading this novel.

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    GHOST OF MY HEART

    Books by Leah Lindeman

    Canadian Reminiscence Series

    Redeemed From the Ashes

    Wisps of Gold

    Scathed Bones

    Unborn Melody

    GHOST OF MY HEART

    Leah Lindeman

    Lindeman Publishing House

    Copyrighted 2018 by Leah Lindeman

    https://leahlindeman.com

    Published by Lindeman Publishing House

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means—for example, electronic, photocopy, recording—without the prior written permission of the author. The only exception is a brief quotation in printed reviews.

    ISBN 978-0-9949880-2-7 (e-book)

    This is a work of historical reconstruction; the appearance of certain historical figures are, therefore, likely. All other characters, however, are products of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

    Cover Design by Leah Lindeman

    To my beloved readers—

    I couldn’t leave you hanging.

    Chapter 1

    The scrunched sheets in Evelyn’s fists weren’t enough of a deterrent to stop her nails digging into her palms. A brush of skin—Carl was awakening. That had not been her intention. It never was.

    Carl swept aside a lock of hair from her brow just as she turned her face toward her pillow. Again? he murmured.

    Evelyn nodded. Her face and pillow were damp from the tears she had wept as she had watched the nightmarish scene play before her. She was unable to cry out, to stop what she might have been able to stop eleven years ago. I’m sorry…

    He shook his head with his eyes closed. He never asked why she had kept reliving the same nightmare over the past decade. His silence, his unquestioning eyes delayed her guilt. Yet, she always felt the need to explain herself.

    Clyde told you what happened? She held back the tears.

    He nodded, his eyes now open.

    She and Carl, along with their children, had been on an innocent family outing to the Commons earlier the prior day. The jarring memento from the past had shaken her happy countenance. On a bench, she had found the bouquet, sitting patiently for her to find it. Only one person could have known how much she loved them. He was no longer alive.

    I haven’t had the nightmare in a while. It must have come…. I saw the flowers, and the memories flooded back. I don’t understand why he haunts me still. You would think that after all this time the past would be put to rest.

    Carl’s thumb lazily rubbed her cheek. One would think. Go to sleep, Evelyn. He pressed his chest against her back and held her tight.

    Aching, she cried fresh tears knowing this could only affect Carl in the worst way. She wondered where his thoughts wandered when he knew she dreamt of Gerald and his sudden death from this life ten years ago.

    ***

    Just as the sun began to peep over the horizon, Evelyn heard the padding of little feet nearing her bed. She was barely cognizant of her youngest cherub Clara crawling into bed. Only the contact of Clara’s small hands upon her cheeks made her aware of the routine intruder.

    Clara planted a wet kiss on the tip of Evelyn’s nose before turning over and snuggling into her mother’s soft form.

    Evelyn slurred, Couldn’t sleep?

    Clara chirped, Mummy, it’s nearly morning. Are you all right? I heard you crying.

    Evelyn’s heart sank. Mummy had a bad dream, that’s all. Don’t you worry about it. All right?

    Clara drew her mother’s hand toward her lips to give a kiss of reassurance. Yes, Mummy.

    About an hour later, Evelyn was duty-bound to rise from her bed and make breakfast for the children she still raised at home. Only Clyde, the orphan she had adopted soon after the Halifax Explosion had devastated the whole city, had flown from the nest. He was studying medicine at the Dalhousie Medical Faculty.

    Evelyn flipped the eggs one last time before she hollered at the base of the stairs, Children, Father, come eat your breakfast. Seconds later, she heard the scrambling of feet heading toward the stairs and thumping down them two at a time. Carl’s heavier footsteps followed.

    As soon as they were all settled in their seats, Carl prayed, For this food we are grateful. May we be a blessing to those around us. Amen.

    Gerry and Robert, only a year apart, dug their forks into their breakfast and gulped down their eggs with little restraint.

    Evelyn’s brows lowered, and her eyes were slits as she watched them devour their breakfasts. Gerry caught her reprimanding gaze and, immediately, elbowed his younger brother Robert.

    Clara finished her plate before asking, What are we doing today?

    Evelyn smirked, Other than school?

    Ever the teacher’s pet, Clara smiled angelically, Why, of course!

    Once you all return home from school, we’re to visit Mr. Cox this evening. He’s making a delicious chowder.

    Ah! Uncle Brian?! Yay! May I be excused? I must get ready for school.

    Evelyn barely nodded before Clara flounced out of her chair with

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