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House on Latimer Square
House on Latimer Square is a pre-World War II historical novel with a supernatural twist.
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The year is 1937. While the world races toward the abyss of war, the lives of three strangers entwine in a desperate struggle to save two Jewish children. Laurie, a young Scottish engineer thinks he’s got it made with a beautiful fiancé and a prestigious job waiting at a German shipbuilder. While Fiona inherits a large old house in Edinburgh from a mysterious uncle, only to find that she shares her house with the ghost of an 18th-century smuggler, the Black Captain. And a young Bavarian nun, Ana is drawn into a perilous game of cat and mouse, trying to hide Jewish children from a disturbed SS-officer. It’s her mission to get them to safety. She can see who this young man might have been before he was brainwashed by Nazi propaganda. She wishes there was a way to reach him, but she can’t risk the lives of the children in her care. It’s her mission to get them to safety.
This is a story of courage, love, trust and the willingness to do whatever you can to save the lives of others, even at the risk of your own life.
Finished manuscript, waiting on representation to publish.
Under Construction
Wolf's Cub
Can you see past my evil barren heart to a time when another path might have been taken? Can God?
Eric Braun thought of himself as a ruthless hunter of Jews. He was a wolf. Raised in Hitler youth camps, the Third Reich was his life. Until he meets a young woman with a pure heart who sees him as he might have been. Ana was a holy sister tasked with smuggling a group of children out of danger. She hid from the hunter in plain clothes, offering only friendship. When she is ripped from his life as a traitor to all he believes, Eric is sure the wolf was his destiny. It takes the birth of his daughter, his cub, to bring him hope of a life redeemed. Baby Anna's life plunges him into a desperate struggle to leave Germany.
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A bit about me.....
“What’s it like growing up with a mother who has second sight?” you ask.
My mum had a wealth of stories, not all of them with the paranormal twist, but all her stories
were fascinating. They taught me a lot. I think we learn best through the stories of others. We see
ourselves in their lives, imagining how we’d react. And the Sight was often part of her history.
It’s not just the glimpse of the future or a warning of danger that makes you listen closely. I think
it’s a real sense that life is so much more than we see with our natural eyes. She taught me to
listen to the whisper of the God she loved and depended on.
I don’t get hung up on ghosts. You can’t live in an ancient land like Scotland without
encountering unexplained spirits. She never asked who they were or why they walked. She
trusted that if God wanted her to know, He would tell her.
Her faith fueled my own. Looking back, I never felt alone. I always carried that expectation that
something amazing was just around the corner. “Watch for it, Wendy. You don’t want to miss
what God has for you next.”
I grew up in Seattle, met my future husband in our senior year of high school, later married and
had children. My husband indulged my love of animals with cats, dogs, and horses over the
years. I was a Highland dancer, a painter, and a writer. As a volunteer, I’ve met lots of wonderful
people and been grateful for every moment I shared with my husband and family. Yes, an
ordinary life, but rich, rewarding, and full of twists and turns I never expected.
What am I doing now? Watching for what God has next for me
It's all about you!
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