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eBook Category: Mainstream POW! Award Second Place Winner
eBook Description: With the appeal of a Judith Krantz, Danielle Steel novel, this is the Sweeping, Exotic, Romantic, A Daughter's Love song to her mother's memory and a deep passionate love triangle. You'll be swept off your feet From Vienna to Prague, Bordeaux, Paris, Istanbul, to New York, Bermuda, and a magnificent, emotion-wrought finale in Rome.

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: 2000
Fictionwise Release Date: March 2005

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Words: 143875
Reading time: 411-575 min.
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"This story of a mother's life drawn in the signature of her daughter is a rare treasure of authorship containing feminine insight of a woman's inner thoughts. Both the burdens and victories that happen when following the longings of the heart are embraced as Lilliana balances her feelings between the man she loves, and the father of her daughter."--Stan Starbuck, Artist, WI, USA, www.eyebalm.com

Prologue: April 30, 1945, Prague

As a warning of danger trumpeted in her sleep, Roswitha's eyes flew open with dread. Instantly awake, she felt Cameron's reassuringly warm body, heard his steady breathing. Then with a piercing stab to her heart, she was confronted with the realization: The Clock of the Seasons is about to stop running, Cameron and I have arrived at the end of our road.

It was an ironic thought, considering that they had just made love for the first time in the endlessly long months that they had yearned for each other.

Icy perspiration blanketed her. Quietly she rose and tiptoed to the open window, straining to listen to the noises outside, careful not to stick her head out and create a target for an errant bullet. She could not detect anything suspicious. The world beyond the thick medieval walls of their hotel room, which faced the ancient Clock of the Seasons in the Old Town by the picturesque river, was still and quiet.

Yet the sense of impending doom wouldn't leave her, tightening her throat. Glancing back at Cameron, she shuddered as she imagined the Reaper's sharp scythe aiming to uproot them: Cameron, an American, twenty-five years old, and Roswitha, Austrian/Hungarian, turned twenty-one, today.

Immediately she felt embarrassed of her cowardliness. Had she not, against Cameron's entreaties, accompanied him on his mission into Czechoslovakia? And did she not believe in him and want to have a part, as small as it was, in the war to liberate Europe from the Nazis? Fluent in Czech and intimate with the land had she not made Cameron's culvert Intelligence mission for the Allied Armies, easier?

Squaring her shoulders, she thought, yes, our love for each other and commitment to this cause is too strong to leave room for regrets. No matter what the personal outcome of their venture, she had to go on believing that one day in the future their efforts would end up doing some good, to some people.

Nonetheless, presently, the Americans were still far away and the Russians, whom she could not trust as liberators, were advancing towards Prague...

"Roswitha? Couldn't sleep, huh, darlin'?"

Hurrying to his side, she kissed his lips. "Yes, couldn't. I was thinking about all sorts of unpleasant things."