Spirit Tree of the Red Rocks (Red Rocks Trilogy (Past, Present, Future) Book 3)

Book three in the Red Rocks Trilogy (Past, Present, FUTURE).

A solar flare has destroyed the surface of the earth and driven its inhabitants underground. Unknown to Dr. Violet Morningstar she holds the key to the future. However, she has contracted a deadly virus and must be placed in cryogenics. Awakened hundreds of years in the future she is astounded that civilzation, although technologically advanced, is still underground. The only bright spot in her life is remembering visions from a dream while in cryosleep. Is it possible that her dream holds the key to terraforming the earth?

Agent Bren has been charged with the responsibility of keeping Dr. Morningstar safe from high ranking factions that want her terminated. Her breakthrough formula in soil regeneration could possibly solve the earth's terraforming problem, but it would also trigger a mass exodus to the surface; an exodus that equates to staggering losses of money and power for those governing the population. Agent Bren is well acquainted with danger, but now he's facing an additional adversary, his own heart, as his feelings for Violet deepen.

Excerpt :

Violet could smell the gases floating up from the floor of her cocoon. The fragrance was jasmine, her favorite flower. She had gone through multiple sessions with a cryogenic therapist preparing for this momentous moment. The fragrance laced gases began to immediately work their magic and her rapid heartbeat slowed to a regular rhythm, and then even slower. Her eyelids lowered and she felt weightless and carefree. She hadn't felt carefree since she was a child. Deeper and deeper her conscious mind sank into oblivion. She felt wonderful.

"Hello, dear," a sweet voice said.

The blackness surrounding Violet made it impossible to see anyone or anything.

"Who are you?" her mind asked.

"I'm one of your grandmothers," responded the elderly voice.

"Are you Grandmother Beatrice?"

The voice chuckled. "No, I'm not your mother's grandmother. I'm much older than that. My name is Angelica, but my family calls me Frannie."

"Frannie!" Violet exclaimed. "I've heard about you! Can you tell me about our family?"

"Oh, I can do better than that."

"How so?"

"Why, dear lass, you're going to live my life beginning with my arrival in American on a grand ship with my parents."