When her husband inherits his abandoned childhood home on a north woods lake, Lindsay Peterson is delighted. Until . . . Strange things happen when she sees the decaying house for the first time: she knows how the rooms are arranged, knows of a gazebo that hasn’t existed for fifty years.
After they move in, dreams of a lover from another time haunt her sleep, then intrudes on her days with déjà vu until the present blurs with the past. A stirring of air caresses her with whispered touch. Then the touches become real. $0.99 on Kindle.
