Maggie Brock has everything under control. Even her divorce, though painful at the time, only registers as a minor blip in her carefully constructed universe. Her life in Prairie Oaks has once again returned to a smooth, predictable pace…until an angel shows up in her bedroom. The angel is just as bewildered as Maggie about why he’s been sent to her, but their unsuccessful efforts to gain understanding of the mystery fade to the background as their relationship grows. Soon, Maggie’s biggest problem becomes the angel himself, as her feelings for him develop into something less than saintly. While Maggie struggles to keep her desires pure, a nefarious being lurks in the shadows of Prairie Oaks, watching and waiting for the opportunity to fulfill his ambiguous purpose. Preying on her conflicted emotions, the demon manipulates her at every opportunity, but the one to deliver Maggie directly into his hands is the last person she’d expect.
Intriguing, isn't it? And just because we can't wait to share, read this great excerpt with Maggie and her angel:
“Would you like to go for a walk?” he asked, breaking the happy silence.
“Can we do that?” It seemed like a silly question, but so far the two of them had only managed to remain in each other’s sight when they’d stayed in one location. He cocked an eyebrow and took several steps backward, toward the forest. “Looks like I can.”
Maggie hopped off the table and sprinted to him. “Smart aleck.”
He turned and they walked across the lawn to a path, eventually winding into the forest. Though their view of the river was blocked by tree trunks and full branches, they could still hear the rush of its currents. Maggie wasn’t in the mood to get into any mystical discussions that day. She didn’t want to hear Evan say he didn’t know, and she didn’t want to have to strain her brain cells to try to grasp concepts he’d tell her she’d never understand anyway. Instead the conversation turned to her very human issues. Evan was such a very good listener. He let her open up without asking too many questions, without giving false encouragement, and without judgment. … They’d reached the parking lot, and it was starting to get dark, so Evan walked Maggie to her car. She opened the driver’s door, but before getting in, she turned toward him.
“Thanks for putting up with me today. It was helpful to talk things out. How ironic that the very symptom of my insanity also serves as my therapist.” She was surprised when he frowned at her joke.
“Do you still not believe I’m real?”
“You better be real. I sorta like having you around.”
“Good. I sorta like being around.”
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