Blog Tour ~ The Ghost’s Daughter by Cary Herwig ~ Excerpt + Giveaway
Morning all!
A spooooooky welcome to the blog tour for The Ghost’s Daughter by Cary Herwig! I am so happy I can be part, I am getting all in the spooky vibes and this one just sounds perfect for Halloween!
For today’s post I got a tiny little excerpt + a giveaway + book/author information!
Let’s get this tour started! BOO!
New schools.New friends.No money.Life as an Army Brat is always challenging. Especially when you’re being haunted.
In the summer of 1956, in the midst of the Cold War, Vivien Brewer, army brat, moves with her family to Camp Breckinridge. She and her sister join friends exploring a nearby abandoned hospital. She’s been told not to go there, but the rumors of treasure prove too great a temptation. What she finds is the spectral revenant of a World War II nurse who wants something and expects Vivien to deliver. Soon she’s in mortal danger, and so are her family and friends. If she can’t deliver what the ghost demands, no one is safe.
Vivien tries to get help, but her father and doctor think her hallucinations must be hormonal. Only her mother knows better-because Vivien inherited a gift from her. Refusing to run or hide, Vivien embarks on the greatest adventure of her young life-and quite possibly, the last one.
Close the doors. Shut the blinds. Turn out the lights. This is a book best read after dark. Just make sure no one is peering over your shoulder… .
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CARY HERWIG is a retired archivist living in Oklahoma. She grew up as an army brat moving every year or two. She writes science fiction, fantasy, horror, and mystery under different names and has published both novels and short fiction for several decades. She lives in Oklahoma with her husband, but gets restless every few years, wondering if it’s time to move again.
Excerpt
. . . With a start, she saw her reflection in the glass, knowing in an instant it didn’t look like her. When she blinked the image faded. The others had moved on and when she glanced around, she was alone.
She caught up with the others hurrying along the corridor, hoping the next outer door would be open. The second one opened and, first looking up and down the road, they piled down the wooden steps. They ran for a while but slowed to a fast walk as the noontime heat got to them.
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