Do You Believe in Magic?
The flash of shiny metal caught his attention just in time to move as the bullet whizzed past his head. "Hey! Inside! I'm Captain Clay Banyon of the US Army, put the damn gun away!" He took a deep breath to control his temper. "The Indians are gone, you can come out now."
Ali's only problem was she didn't want to come out or even be here! Just seeing anything beyond the stagecoach might be more than her mind could handle.
When Ali gave in and played her goddaughter's game pretending they live in the old west, using a garage sale, glass-ball relic, little did she know-magic would change their lives forever.
She possessed a name, a profession and felt ridiculously grateful to the power that brought them to this…magic time.