I’m a retired high school English teacher. A devourer of books growing up, my profession introduced me to writings and authors from times long past. Through my studies and teaching, I fell in love with the Ancient and Medieval Worlds. Now, I hope to inspire young readers and those Young-at-Heart to read more through my Tales and Legends for Reluctant Readers set in these worlds—Ancient Egypt, Medieval Wales, and coming soon, a hair-raising adventure through ancient worlds in search of 5 rare Phoenix Feathers.
All of my books come with Free study guides and/or extensive Back-of-the-Book materials.
My husband and I love to travel. In 2008, we spent three weeks in Egypt traveling by local train from one end of the country to the other; in 2014, we spent three weeks in the UK driving over 1700 miles through England, Wales, and Scotland; and in 2016, we spent a week in Iceland. We’ve also traveled to Mexico, Jamaica, and Aruba. Our next big adventure will be to Greece and Italy.
When I’m not writing or traveling, our 4 grandkids keep us busy.
Their friendship put him in harm’s way. Will it be enough to save him?
Across the dark water to the land of ancient Gaul, renegades take Cedwyn and the littl’uns farther from home and rescue.
Led by her heart rather than her head and without any thought for her safety, fifteen-year-old Guinevere sets out alone to save Cedwyn. And if she fails…?
Eleven-year-old Cedwyn’s trust in Guinevere is absolute. But will his sacrifice to save her and protect the littl’uns end with the loss of his own life?
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Believing in someone takes monumental effort at the best of times. In the worst of times, it can mean the difference between life and death.
Cedwyn called the littl’uns over, motioning them to sit. Inspecting them, he decided that apart from a few bruises, they had come through okay. Their clothes were ripped and torn. Scratches and blood showed on most of their arms. The fear in their eyes as they watched him tugged at his heart, but there was hope also in those trusting eyes. Hope and belief that he, Cedwyn, would save them.
Exhausted, he explained what would happen. “Tomorrow we leave here. Wherever they’re taking us, it’s a two-day journey. From there, I don’t know.”
“But Cedwyn, what’s going to happen to us?” Crystin asked, her sweet face now streaked with dirt and traces of vomit.
Cedwyn took a deep breath before answering. “I think they are planning to sell us as slaves.”
Gasps greeted his words. John whimpered.
“Will we still be together?” Edwyn asked.
All of them drew in a breath as they waited for his answer.
“Yes,” Cedwyn said, hoping they didn’t realize his lie. “I’ve made that clear to them. I’ll make sure of it.”
They all exhaled at once.
“For now, I want you to eat whatever they bring us and drink water. In the morning, don’t eat or drink a lot. Food and water in your stomach won’t sit well during the wagon journey.” He locked eyes with each one to be sure they understood. “Rest tonight. It will be easier now that the ground doesn’t move. Doubt we’ll be able to sleep much in the wagon. Don’t count on stopping either. I think they want to get rid of us as quick as they can.”
“Cedwyn,” Elen raised her hand. “When will Guinevere rescue us?”
“Shh. You mustn’t say her name ever again. They can’t know.” His eyes shot furtively around to make sure neither of the renegades was close enough to hear. “She’ll be here as soon as she can. But don’t mention her again. They can’t know she’s coming.”
Five heads bobbed vigorously.
“Hey, you little snots. If you want to somethin’ to eat, you best get over here now, or I’m gonna throw it out.” Ulf laughed enjoying his humor.
“Go,” Cedwyn said, “and remember what I said.”
Needing no further encouragement, the littl’uns jumped up and ran to get the food. One by one they came back and sat in a small circle by Cedwyn. Each carried a chunk of bread and thick slice of cheese. Owain brought back a bucket of water and a scoop. Elen handed Cedwyn his portion of bread and cheese before sitting next to him. Silence prevailed as they devoured the slim meal and took turns with the water scoop.
With their hunger lessened, they lay down and fell into a deep sleep, exhausted by the day’s ordeal. Cedwyn watched over them until he nodded off to a restless sleep.
Cedwyn stood and stretched his stiff muscles. Stoking his face, he winced as he felt the scab that had formed overnight on the side of his lip. When he took his hand away, it was stained with blood. The wound still oozed. The time will come when he will pay for this, both of them for all of this. Turning toward the sea, he sent a silent plea to Guinevere. Come quick, Guin’ver. Come quick.
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