The Parisienne Fashion Houses of 1925 are dismayed when one of their famous models disappears. She seeks to uncover hidden secrets and determine the meaning of her destiny.
Resembling another time and another place, the Australian Outback whisper’s its love song tugging this young woman back to its magical terrain where her soul seeks its desired fulfillment. Treasure Gilroy journeys to the beautiful Vision Valley town of Glen Arbour on the other side of the Blue Mountains in New South Wales, Outback Australia. Her special friend, Ella, a French hair coiffeur travels with her. There is a mysterious déjà vu connection between the two that will come to light surprising both. Treasure meets Connor Latham, her grandmother’s lawyer and a returned World War I fighter pilot. Both feel an instant attraction and passions fire. Connor’s pride and stubborn determination in who he now, prevents him from following his heart.
Treasure feels confused until she learns Connor’s reasons and reluctance. She gains insight into family secrets and the unknown truth about her parents.
These go up and down according to advertizing.
She could recall the first time she met Treasure, outside an eating house in East London in the late autumn of 1918. The war had begun to fizzle out, and a terrible flu pandemic had overtaken the city. Newsboys yelled out the dreaded consequences, and newspapers had been full of it with people dying, causing terror in the hearts of all. It had not been a time for crowds or venturing out, but through necessity, some like Ella had no choice.
She stood shivering in the cold, while holding a handkerchief in front of her mouth and nose, pensively watching people rush past. Her light weight threadbare coat didn’t offer much protection from the icy wind. At fifteen and having gone through the small amount of money in her pocket, Ella knew the real fear of being destitute. Her eyes gazed through lavish restaurant windows, where fancy dressed people sat eating and talking at tables. She couldn’t comprehend their nonchalant air. A cab stopped nearby, with a young woman arriving. Lamplight flashed on her beautifully coiffed hair and looking further; Ella observed the stylish gray woolen suit and shoe’s matching. Their eyes met and held for a long moment with bewildering recognition. Was it that, or something else? Ella had a feeling of déjà`a -, yet was sure she didn’t know the other.
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Already translated.
Translated by Ery Carballo
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Author review: Thank you so much Erika, I am thrilled with the translation outcome. Beautifully presented and formatted. Looking forward to you translating my next book. |
