Hepzibah Kemp is drowned as a witch in 1665 in the village of Port Gwyneth, Cornwall. Her death should have been the end of her story, but she returns to life again, and again, and again to every successive generation of her family. She must find her bones, before the Witchfinder.
Over three hundred years later, after many returns, she still has bones to find. She has to find her feet in the 21st century, convince Mizzy that she is Hep’s great-great-great-great-great-great granddaughter and persuade her to help in the search.
Memories of summer hoildays travelling to exotic destinations led me to write this book. We never, actually, went anywhere. I did, however, spend a great deal of time reading – which took me to many places in my imagination.
It has been hard work, but fun, writing this – and I hope it brings some enjoyment to those who read it.
When finished the complete story will be a trilogy of three books
The first book is vailable here: amazon.co.uk/dp/B09HSJX391
The second Book is avialbale here: http://amzn.to/3RKNpPr