Below you can read the first two complimentary Chapters of Fall From Grace. If you have found them interesting and wish to continue on, you may purchase the next chapter for sale here. Thanks, Happy Reading.
A few words about the book
Sharona finally found the courage to leave her hometown of Thunder Bay, Ontario. But she left without a specific plan in place for her new life as a dancer in Toronto. Buffeted by forces beyond her control she seeks out the casual friendship of a First Nations Medicine Woman for help to fight forces that seem to present impossible odds. New author Rosa Wilde leads us on Sharona’s journey of self-discovery through a maze of events that range from the unfortunate to the occult.
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One of our most exciting new fiction writers, Rosa Wilde is a young but seasoned author from Eastern Canada. Born and raised in Thunder Bay, Ontario on the northern shore of Lake Superior, Rosa attended Carleton University in Ottawa after graduating from Saint Patrick High School in her home town. Attaining a Bachelor Degree in Humanities, Rosa then spent time traveling through the southern U.S., Mexico and Central America. Proficient in French — a minor in her program at Carleton — she answered the call for volunteers to aid the poor and devastation-stricken in Haiti. In her “off” hours she filled pages upon pages in her daily journal. Her work for Folio Fantasy calls upon her personal experiences and her deft ability to tell a tale.
She slipped again. Her mother’s outstretched hand held her hand firmly. It was as if the slope were covered in slick wet clay — very difficult to gain footing. The forward progress was frequently held to mere fractions of inches. Each step was arduous, a difficult measure of hard fought progress. Ever upward, mother and daughter coaxing each other to maintain focus and determination.
“We must make this climb, daughter!” the mother cried, the bond of familiarity long broken. It was “mother” and “daughter” — no endearing names; no soft tones. “If we can just get to the other side it will be easier.”
Sharona fell into the seat at an awkward angle and quickly righted herself in an effort to disguise her clumsy attempt at composure. Embarrassed, she stared blankly out the window for a long while, not wanting to acknowledge her ineptness at such a simple task as sitting.
The older woman took it into her purview to create a sense of ease for the flustered young lady. “You traveling all the way to Toronto?” she queried. Without awaiting an answer, she continued, “I hope so, I could use a lovely young seat-mate to keep me company. We don’t arrive in T. O. until six tomorrow morning and the trip can be really boring without someone to talk to. Do you live in Thunder Bay?” This time she waited for a response.
Complimentary Chapters One & Two in Flip book fashion are below.
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