Product Description In her delectable tales of romance sprinkled with enchanting humor and magic, Judith O'Brien "just keeps giving readers what they want" (Romantic Times). Now this wonderful storyteller steps into turn-of-the-century New York and sends a feisty heroine on an adventure of psychic thrills and earthly passions....Celia Thomason is desperate to rescue her family from financial disaster. But having rejected a string of suitors, and with no intention of ever marrying, she must look to her own talents to secure her future. With an ingenuity she had no idea she possessed, Celia capitalizes on a timely trend, and sets up in business as a medium to the spirit world. Her counterfeit seances are meant to heal the broken-hearted; she never dreamed she would be called upon by shipping magnate Brendan O'Neal, a brusque Irish businessman who seeks her services. Or that the channeling session he's paid thousands for would attract the very real ghost of his beloved sister, Amanda.Neither skeptical Brendan, nor Celia, the reluctant medium, has the faintest idea how to respond to this glimpse into "the other side." But Amanda's appearance is only the beginning. Setting out to unravel the spiraling secrets behind Amanda's death, Brendan and Celia find themselves inexplicably drawn to each other. Now, as they fall headlong into a perilous situation that threatens their very lives, they discover the key to the greatest and most timeless mystery of all: true and eternal love. About the Author Writing romance novels has got to be the way to make a living in the world. What other career allows you to send the kids off to school, walk the dog, and vanish into the most fascinating of historical times and places, with the most glorious of men, to escape danger and find everlasting love for the rest of the day?Like most writers, I knew early on that I wanted to be a writer. Well, almost. Actually, writing was the third choice on my short list of career possibilities, right after Fairy Princess and Prima Ballerina. The first two didn't work out. So after college I moved to New York, where I worked for Seventeen Magazine. Not only had I never really been to New York before, but I believe I was the only editorial assistant in the magazine industry who still wore knee socks. Soon I was promoted to Editor of the "Letters to the Editor" department. Yes, there really IS an editor for the letters to the editor column. But it allowed me to write articles, answer the personal problems of teens (boys and zits were the big topics of concern), and rummage through the back files of the magazine. I found Sylvia Plath's original carbon of a short story she submitted while still in high school. There were articles on up-and-coming talents with names like Judy Holiday, Marlon Brando and Elvis. And very occasionally I was employed as a last-minute makeover subject. That was me looking miserable after getting the "Brideshead Revisited" bob.Then I lucked into a fabulous job - as a jacket copy writer at a publishing house called Pocket Books. There I first read Jude Deveraux, Judith McNaught and Julie Garwood in manuscript form, and from those I would compose the blurbs for the book covers. It was heaven. I would read straight through my lunch hour, thus accounting for the chicken salad and iced tea on the returned manuscripts. But as much as I loved reading those marvelous stories, what I really wanted to do was to write one. Just one. Just to see what would happen.Life interfered. I went back into magazines, this time at Self as an editor and writer. I got married, then had my son. I was still on maternity leave, writing general health articles while bouncing a newborn on my knee, that I began to dream once again of writing a romance novel. So that is exactly what I did. And I modestly claim to have written the most horrendous first three chapters of ANY book, in ANY genre, at ANY time in history. Unfortunately, still addled by the turmoil of