Maggie Fraser met the man of her dreams one day in New York City. She had never been happier - until tragedy struck, sending her into an emotional tailspin. Her recovery was rudely interrupted by her accidental possession of a mysterious and ancient amulet.What was this amulet? And why was she being pursued for it? Travel with Maggie as she criss-crosses multiple countries unraveling the secrets of the amulet and searching for the inner peace, acceptance, and personal direction that had been so disrupted.
Wendy Sura Thomson received her bachelor’s degree from the University of Miami and her master’s degree from Florida State University. She has worked in finance, management consulting, strategy and process design in the telecommunication, automotive and information technology industries.
Thomson is semiretired and lives in Bloomfield Hills, Michigan with her two Irish Setters.
When I was very small I wanted dearly to be a dancer. I had been given a book about a little girl and ballet. I can still vividly remember it - and because of it, day after day, I would practice first position, second position...
I would imagine that my protagonist is what that dreaming little would have been, had she been able. What we can't be, we can always create in the written word.
The Third Order
She returned with a nice bottle of Cabernet and two wine glasses. She tucked her leg under her as she descended into the sofa in one fluid movement, glasses in her left hand, bottle in her right. Ben watched in fascination; he still had a hard time taking his eyes off of her. Maggie’s slightly wavy hair framed her perfectly oval, porcelain face. Her arresting storm-gray eyes, fringed in thick, dark lashes, immediately commanded attention, if only for their alternating piercing and laughing personalities. Maggie was of average height, but she was sinewy and strong, a remnant of years spent in ballet, and had a catlike grace that was entrancing just to watch. And that was what had caught Ben’s eyes in the first place – how she moved.