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“Beat it, Dad!”

Nick often catches us off guard with the things that he says.  The other morning he was still in his bed.  Arden had gone in and woke him up to give him the morning seizure meds.  Nick kept trying to lay down on his pillow after Arden had sat him up.  Finally Arden said, “Are you tired?  Do you want to go back to bed?”  Looking relieved, Nick slowly said, “Yes.” and he immediately slumped over onto his pillow, while lifting his legs onto his bed.  It was great that Arden noticed, and moved back, or he would have been kicked.

A short time later, Arden peered through the bedroom doorway to see if Nick needed anything.  We are always concerned when Nick seems overly tired as this condition has often precipitated his cluster seizures.  Nick must have heard Arden approaching.  Just as Arden’s head appeared in the open doorway, with a half smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye, Nick raised up his pointer finger towards his father and said, “Beat it, Dad!”

Arden and I could barely contain our laughter.  It was so funny and so appropriate.  It wasn’t a phrase that we had ever heard him use before.  That was part of the surprise.

Nick doesn’t always behave like a 37 year old man, but he certainly does some times.  We then get a glimpse of his sense of humor.

How often do we want to send a well-wisher away when we just want to be left alone for a little while.  I know that Nick does appreciate what we do to care for him.  He often will thank us for doing the little things.  However this particular morning, he just wanted to sleep in and not be bothered by his parents.

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Announcing that I have finished a book with the working title of “The Fairy Fort.” I am currently pitching it to publishers. Keep checking back to watch the progress of my newest novel.

Here is a quick glimpse of the story.

Sarah Doherty is an 18-year-old living in rural Ireland at the tail end of the Great War. Plagued by severe epilepsy, she is protected by her parents and lives a sheltered, secluded, lonely life. The Fae, local Irish fairies, interfere with her life. She falls forward a century in time through the local fairy fort of standing stones. She had a seizure in 1918 and woke up in 2020. The 21st century world includes life-saving prescriptions, physical comforts and the independence and freedom she seeks. The locals are welcoming and Andy Mclaughlin, a handsome young historian, is intriguing. She doesn’t want to return home.

Then a letter arrives from Boston divulging the story of Sarah and Andy’s lives that are deeply entwined in the previous century. They are not yet in love but as they seek to verify the letter through online resources, they feel a growing obligation to their unborn family and to each other. What would happen to their posterity living in Boston if they don’t return to 1918? Even if they do make it back, her parents can never know what happened to her or that would change everything.

This Young Adult time-travel romance explores the question: Do we have the freedom to make choices or is free will an elaborate illusion?

This is my third book. I love reading time travel romances. I am an advocate for epilepsy awareness because my 43-year-old son has intractable epilepsy. As a genealogist specializing in Irish research, I live part of the year in the village where the story is based. I wrote the book to help young adults understand that difficult situations can change your life. Sometimes miraculously.