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EXCERPT ~ CHASING YESTERDAY
By
Angelica Hart and Zi

With CHASING YESTERDAY being released this month, we've put away our normal banter, and instead offer you an excerpt.

THE STORY

In the mist, haze, and shadows of the seashore, Elizabeth seeks out the man who has haunted her dreams forever. Around her love vibrates within others, couples from the youngest to the oldest, each providing a nugget of love’s truth that aids her in her chase of Nathan Sterling.

Yet, each time she catches Nathan, he seems to slip away, making her wonder if her timing is off, if she was perhaps rushing what destiny had promised. What she doesn’t realize is that her pursuit threatens to reveal a dire truth… one that will change her forever after.

EXCERPT

Planning an early repast she sat at a table that opened
onto the vista with its majestic sunrise.

At that very moment she hadn’t expected him to
appear, a moment when a new day’s morning mist flattened
her chestnut brown locks and dampened the crisp folds of
her outfit, he was there, standing at the exact opposite end
of the hotel’s veranda.

Why?

Was he there seeking her?

Hope rushed pulse. The urge to run up to him as if
they had parted weeks before and this was an expected
reunion gripped her, though reality and properness
encouraged restraint.

Quickly, she anticipated his compunction was similar
to hers but the possibility of another truth halted further
giddiness. She understood he may not have been so privy to
her emotional certainty, he had probably not dreamt of her
night after endless night, he knew nothing of this cosmic
arrangement that had pronounced itself with such
fortification upon her psyche.

Her chest fluttered unhappy sensations spirited by
those points she had just reasoned.

What he did know was that a young woman he had
never met stared at him in recognition. He smiled. She
returned it and then quickly shied away, a flirtatious teasing
that came naturally, amazingly instinctual. She offered that
lash flutter, the slow peel from the ground upward, sliding
over his attractive form, and then catching his gaze, just for
a timid instant, then that quick spurn. Mother had taught her
that, not a nasty spurn but one that issued a challenge, her
yearning to be pursued obvious. At least she had thought it
was, but when she looked back, expecting to find him
walking toward her, he was gone.
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