I want to give you a first page review of my book.

Sunday, March 1985

The wind is coming. I feel the cold air. My hair is caught up, whirling round and round. The wind is taking me. My body’s light as air. What’s happening? I choked on my own blood. Did I hear a gunshot? I smell gun oil–hot metal.  I’m rising. Stop. What’s pulling me?  Where are my boys? Where am I? Am I dead?

Help! Someone help me! Sunny! What’s happening to me? I want my boys. Where are my boys? You know I would never leave them.   And Gina’s spirit rose with wind.

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  1. Just this minute I finished reading “Whispers in the Wind.” I LOVED IT. Very much liked the Native American spiritualism woven into the story – and how Gina’s spirit led to solving her murder. Loved the cover-art with its suggestion of messages in the wind. Gonna be thinking of this one for some time. Mary Eurgubian

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