Today, we're highlighting Moonlight Dancer by Mona Ingram, a finalist in the YA category of last year's Epic Awards for excellence in electronic publishing. (Pretty cool!)
Here's the blurb:
Charlie Mitchell has always been able to hear lingering whispers of long-ago conversations. In her aunt’s farmhouse in Saskatchewan, her unusual abilities draw her into a heartbreaking romance that took place many years ago. In the town dance hall, Charlie meets Harm, the ghost of a ranch hand from the past. Harm comes to the hall every time there is a full moon to see the ghost of the woman he was to marry—but she can’t see him.
Charlie finds romance of her own with Kyle from next door, and she tells him about meeting Harm. A practical rancher, Kyle cannot accept the presence of a ghost. His reaction to her abilities leaves Charlie no choice but to help Harm find his true love without Kyle’s help.
Join Charlie and Kyle as their relationship swings from the highs of new love to the dark despair of shattered dreams.
And here's an excerpt:
A prickle of awareness crept up the back of Charlie’s neck. With every mile of prairie that rolled past, the sensation had been strengthening. She leaned her forehead against the bus window, grasping vainly at the vague impressions hovering around the fringes of her mind. But for the moment at least, they were too elusive.
It was happening again, Charlie was sure of it. This unusual gift had been with her most of her life, but in the past few years the episodes had become more focused. The first time she’d found herself totally immersed in the past it frightened her. She tried to explain it to her best friend, but Ally had given her an odd look, so Charlie turned it into a joke. But the ability to look into the past, to sense people’s feelings, was no joke.
Charlie pressed her fingers to her temple and gazed out the bus window. Ever since her mother had come perilously close to having a nervous breakdown, she’d been slightly off balance. She gave her head a quick shake. This wasn’t some delayed reaction to her mom’s meltdown. Something or someone from the past was reaching out to her. For now the images were distorted and wavy—like looking through an old pane of glass. But they would become clear soon enough. Her skin tingled with anticipation.
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