The Wrong Side of Time
TOM TRASLER IS BACK IN THE PRESENT HIS WIFE IS IN THE 19TH CENTURY AND HE’S ON THE WRONG SIDE OF TIME
Forced back into the present by Colonel Rood, Tom Trasler is trying to get back to the 19th century to be with the woman he loves. To return to Alvina, Tom needs the coordinates to a naturally occurring temporal event. And his only source is the same U.S. military who are trying to hunt him down, putting not only himself at risk, but his family and friends. In the 19th century, Alvina regroups after her escape from Russian operatives to go home to Wisconsin and give birth to Tom’s child. After Colonel Rood and his new Russian allies commit an atrocity against Alvina’s family and steals her gold to finance their insidious mission to change history, she seeks vengeance against Rood in Texas, all the while hoping for the miracle that would bring Tom back to her, so together, they can save the world.
MARCH 10, 1850 THE CALIFORNIA GOLD RUSH
It seemed impossible. She was not dead.
Alvina floated in a realm of the deepest dark, drifting through the clouds of the blackest of nights. With tiny increments, the void began to lift, the way a heavy fog cedes to the sun’s morning bright. Her gathering awareness brought her to a place, some place, she wasn’t yet certain.
She remembered now. A Russian time traveller bushwhacked them. Tom gutshot. Carol beaten. Their dog shot dead. Her death imminent. Then—
Her eyes fluttered open. It took a moment for her vision to respond. She felt dreadfully weak, unable to move her limbs. She was lying on her back in a log cabin. The musty smell of a dirt floor combined with a dry rot smell emanating from the cabin’s walls. She could hear the canvas roof rustle in the wind.READ MORE
She was lying on a crude bed that wasn’t comfortable. Slanted sunlight, either early morning or late afternoon, beamed through the gaps of thin, uneven logs making up the tiny abode’s sides, falling on her with zebra patterns of light. It may be sunny, but it wasn’t warm. A cold draft hissed through the wide gaps in the walls and open door with a heavy breath. The chill pressed against her body and limbs with a dull ache.
But that was the only discomfort she felt.
No pain. Not raped. Not injured.
What was she returning to life from?COLLAPSE