Contemporary Fiction – Inspirational Fiction
A Love Story Of A Different Kind. . .
Aria and Jonathan Cohen live the good life. They have great jobs in the film industry, a lovely home in Beverly Hills, California, and an angelic five-year-old named Sammi. But something odd is definitely happening in the Cohen household. Sammi is experiencing the strangest nightmares, but she refuses to talk about them. Together, they embark on a mission to solve this mystery.
Olivia Buffet, age 32, owner of a yoga studio, has a harrowing secret she’s hesitant to share with anyone except her best friend, Jax. She thought she’d escaped from the life-and-death situation that hung over her like a black cloud, but now, strange incidents are happening. She wonders—is she still in danger?
Margo Phillips, turning 70 on her next birthday, is falling in love. She has lived alone since losing her family in a horrifying tragedy that changed the course of her life. Margo needs closure before she can commit to her new relationship, but she’s shocked at how the resolution manifests.
An otherworldly connection draws these individuals together for a very specific reason in a most unexpected way. They have no idea how their lives intersect until circumstances pull them all together for the most shocking and surprising revelation of their lives.
The Soul’s Hope is a magical story that explores the mystery and beauty behind the secrets of the universe. It’s fiction that feeds the soul.
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Being normal is overrated. Aria Cohen repeated the phrase in her mind several times as she glanced out the kitchen window into the backyard of her Los Angeles home, watching her daughter, Sammi, at play. She only wished she believed it.
A singular bead of sweat traveled from her forehead, crossed her tear duct—causing a stinging sensation—and flowed down the side of her nose, finally resting on her upper lip. She wiped it with the back of her hand. It was an autumn day and, in spite of soaring Southern California temperatures in the high eighties, she’d decided to spend her first day off of work in three weeks baking and enjoying the company of her daughter. She stood, hands on hips, in their newly renovated kitchen, admiring the bamboo parquet kitchen counters, new copper-infused stainless steel side-by-side refrigerator (with HDTV built right into the door), and dark walnut hardwood floors. They’d even decided to splurge on a special feature—a built-in baking station—that she was trying out for the first time.
Aria inhaled a deep breath. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d smelled something as delicious and comforting as the sour cherry pies baking in the oven. The fragrance wafted through the air, filling her nostrils, enticing her to breathe in the marriage of nutmeg, butter, and sugar combined into a sensual scent. She’d discovered long ago that baking pies was her antianxiety therapy; almost magically, it instantly transported her back in time to pleasant memories of her own childhood, cooking with her mother and her nonna in Italy.
Drifting in the menagerie of past memories, she was jolted back to reality when she noticed how, just now, the television—playing softly in the background—seemed to turn itself off, followed by her cell phone turning itself on, playing a heavy metal tune. She grabbed her phone to silence it. This is the fourth time this has happened. What’s going on? She had no explanation for the strange occurrence. But every time something peculiar like that took place, she felt nervous. Interesting. It seems to happen whenever Sammi plays on the swing set. It made her feel queasy, and her stomach quivered like gelatin. Mysterious events seemed to be happening more and more frequently.
About the Author:
I grew up with my mom, dad, brother, and two sisters, in Needham, Massachusetts, then Wauwatosa, Wisconsin. Other than spending hours playing in the wooded forest behind our house, what I remember the most from my early years is my desire to write; I’ve wanted to be a writer since I was ten years old, when my mother bought me the book Sal Fisher at Girl Scout Camp. I promptly began my own novel, with lined paper and fountain pen in hand, and called it Beverly Knauer at Girl Scout Camp. Okay … not very original. My next book, written at age twelve, was called My Life with the Indians.
After I received my bachelor’s degree in occupational therapy from the University of Wisconsin–Madison, I moved to sunny San Diego, California, where I served in the role of Chief of Rehabilitation Services for the County of San Diego, working with other occupational and physical therapists who provide therapy to children with special needs. I received my master’s degree from San Diego State University.
When not writing, I enjoy wine tasting in the quaint city of Temecula, going barefoot whenever I can, spending too many hours on Pinterest, and indulging in chips, guacamole, and margaritas (frozen, with salt on the rim) while catching up with friends. I like long walks with my pal, Jack—a black Lab—along the seashore, where the crashing waves of the pummeling surf absorb the sounds of the city, providing a means of restoration and introspection, while we scavenge among the seaweed for shells for my collection. My newest passion is crocheting dog sweaters for lonely, abandoned dogs at the animal shelter.