When Colleen gets sucked into a hurricane and awakes in 1978 she gets a second chance to be with the only man she's ever loved.
Colleen's life didn't turn out like she planned. At fifty plus she's divorced, childless and her career's nowhere. If that isn't bad enough, a hurricane destroys her home and sucks her into it.
When she awakes she's either dead or crazy. It can't be 1978 and she can't be young again but all indications point to that.
She really can't have a second chance with the only man she's ever loved…or can she?
General Release Date: 26th July 2010
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Abba’s Dancing Queen yanked Colleen from her nightmare. She resented relinquishing her pillow. Blind from sleep, she patted the dresser, searching for the alarm clock. When her fingers touched it, she moaned, “Five more minutes.” Then she hit the snooze button and cocooned herself in her comforter.
But the nightmare returned filled with hurricane-spawned tornadoes that devoured buildings and trees. Splintered wood stabbed her. Concrete slabs crushed her. In terror anew, she bolted up in her bed. Then the room’s serene but strange décor filtered into her slumberous brain. Her brow furrowed, and she did a double take.
This wasn’t her room, at least not in 2010.
Eight-track tapes littered the dresser. A rabbit-ear antenna sprouted from the TV. A bright yellow phone on the nightstand sported a rotary dial.
She read the tapes and her jaw dropped. Captain & Tenille. Bee Gees. Linda Ronstadt. Rod Stewart. Queen. Billy Joel. Barry Manilow. Elton John.
Before she could figure out what this meant, Rhonda popped into her room. Her college roommate’s eyes danced, and her long hair was feathered like one of Charlie’s Angels. She looked to be twenty-something, not the fifty-something she should be. Rhonda shouldn’t be in her room at all. She hadn’t seen the woman in almost thirty years, not since she’d stolen Gary.
Rhonda sauntered over and shook her shoulder. “Sleeping Beauty, you’d better get up. Don’t you have early class today?”
Colleen blinked at the ghost. She rubbed her eyes with the heel of her hand but the vision remained. Nothing was making sense.
On a gulp she asked, “What class?”
Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and playing on the computer.
She's been told she has a wicked sense of humour and often incorporates humour and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.
Reviewed by Dark Diva Reviews
Ashley Ladd was really creative with this story and I'm amazed at the details she thought of. Of all the time-travel books I've ever read, I would put this one on the top of my list. It's funny, but...
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