Epilogue
Anne McClafferty sat with trembling hands staring at the faded envelope in her lap. It couldn't be possible. The postman said the letter had been at the post office with specific instructions for about one-hundred and fifty years. Was it a trick of the mind, making her believe the script was Marissa's?
July 15, 1865
"Dear Mom," the letter began.
"I have no idea if you'll ever get this letter, but I had to try and let you know that I am safe. Believe me, I know how impossible it sounds, but I'm living in Charleston in 1865. It was 1863 when I came here and so much has happened that I don't know where to begin.
"Enclosed is a picture of my family—can you believe it? Me in a dress? My husband Craig is a doctor, and I work with him as doctor of sorts myself. On my lap is Christopher, your grandson. He takes after his father. Both of them have the most beautiful blue eyes..."
The letter continued on for several more astounding pages and finally ended with—
"I will try to write again.
"Forever your loving daughter,
"Marissa McClafferty-Langston"
End
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Edge Of Time
RomanceJilted by her fiancé, Marissa is done with men until fate steps in and she finds that Craig Langston may be more man than she can resist. Marissa is a high energy independent career woman of the 21st century who finds herself on a collision course w...
