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    Hidden Secrets
    Hidden Secrets
    Hidden Secrets
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    Hidden Secrets

    By Kaye Lynne Booth

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    Cassie wants nothing to do with the legacy her grandmother wants to hand down to her.

     

    She doesn't believe in all those Native American legends anyway.

     

    She and Tony are to be married and start a family. They're returning to her ancestral lands now to tell her grandmother to pass the tribal legacy on to someone else, along with the cursed gold that goes with it.

     

    When she forces herself to go out on the lake where her parents drowned, she discovers the cave which holds the tribal treasure and the lake takes another life. Now Cassie must rethink all that she believes. If the treasure is real, could the curse be real, too?

     

    Can Cassie find a way to stop it before Tony becomes the next victim?

     

    If you love paranormal mysteries, pick up a copy of Hidden Secrets.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherWordCrafter Press
    Release dateNov 10, 2020
    ISBN9781393794868
    Hidden Secrets
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    Kaye Lynne Booth

    For Kaye Lynne Booth, writing is a passion. Kaye is a multi-genre author and freelance writer with published work both online and in print. Kaye holds a dual M.F.A. degree in Creative Writing with emphasis in genre fiction and screenwriting. It is a very strange time indeed when Kaye does not have at least three WIPs going in addition to her writing for hire and other life activities. Kaye also maintains a writing blog, "Writing to be Read," where she publishes things of interest in the literary and screenwriting worlds.

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      Dedication

      To my husband, Greg,

      who is always there for me,

      and who this story wouldn’t

      be possible without.

      1

      Cassie paused, leaning against a tall Aspen tree to catch her breath, after climbing that last incline. The rapid rise in altitude affected her more than she’d imagined after being away for so long. She took in breaths of pine and juniper in deep gulps at first, slowly steadying her breathing to a more normal rhythm.

      Tony came to a halt beside her, pushing his bangs back out of his eyes, repositioning his baseball cap. When you said we had to hike in, you weren’t kidding, he said. That last hill was a doozy.

      The cabin is just up ahead, Big Boy, Cassie replied. At six-three, weighing two hundred and twenty pounds, Tony was in top physical shape, but the altitude was bound to get you when you weren’t used to it, regardless of how fit you were. We used to use bikes and ATVs to get here, but then Clinton passed the Wilderness Act in ’93. Motorized vehicles are now prohibited this side of the Rainbow Trail. Burt Hineman, the man who runs the general store, delivers supplies and mail on horseback, once a month, as weather allows. In the winter, he sends them with Todd Landers in his helicopter.

      That’s why the old Yamaha and the four wheeler in the garage down below both had a couple inches of dust on them, he said. She’d seen him looking them over as she parked the Jeep before heading up the mountain.

      Yeah, they’re nearly antiques, she replied, laughing. Come on, we’re almost there.

      They resumed their trek up the mountain, quickly reaching the top of the hill. As they came up over the summit, a bowl opened up before them, the bottom filled with water, forming a sparkling clear lake.

      Man, look at that! Tony said, placing his hands on his hips, breathing in the fresh mountain air. This is fantastic.

      This area used to be open meadow about a hundred years ago, she said, pulling a water bottle from her pack.

      How did the lake get here? he asked.

      There was a landslide back in the nineteen thirties, dammed up the river that runs through the valley, backing up the water to make the lake, Cassie said, pointing out the cabin, silent and alone on the hill, almost hidden in the pines. The cabin was here then. My great, great grandfather built it in 1890. My tribe owned the land, even before that.

      Must be nice to own all of this, Tony said, his gaze panning the hills on every side. How much land did you say you had?

      It belongs to my family, she said, replacing her water bottle and zipping the pocket closed. Her gaze came to rest on Tony’s tall, muscular frame, as he adjusted the bill of his cap, pushing the loose bangs back out of his eyes. She was glad she could share this part of herself with this gentle giant of a man. But why shouldn’t she? She wanted to share the rest of her life with him. One hundred and twenty acres total. All part of the damned family legacy.

      Mentioning the legacy made her think of why she’d decided to come up here. This trip might not end up being a happy family reunion after Gram heard what she had to say. But there was plenty of time to think about that.

      Let’s hit the cabin and get something to eat, then you can explore all you want, she said, changing the subject before he could question her about it. She’d deal with it when the time came. Gram will have a hot meal waiting, guaranteed.

      A loud splash drew their attention back to the water. A series of very large rings radiated from the center of the lake, disturbing the calm, pristine surface. Tony looked at Cassie with raised brows. You got some big granddaddy trout in that lake? he asked.

      I haven’t been up here in years. My grandpa used to tell some whopper fish stories though, she said with a shrug, heading across the hill toward the cabin. She didn’t want to dwell on the lake. Too many bad memories. "There’s lots of stuff to do

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