The horrors of the Great War are not the only ghosts that haunt Helen Morrow and her late husband's reclusive cousin, Paul. Unquiet spirits from another time and another conflict touch them.
As the mysteries entwine, their relationship is bound by the search for truth, in the present and the past.
A little introduction about yourself.
I was born and brought up in Kenya in the dying days of the British Empire. We moved to Australia when I was ten. When I was in my final year at University, where I was studying History and Law, I did the unthinkable (at least to those who knew me)-I joined the Army Reserve. During a navigation exercise in officer training, a (very!) handsome young man offered to share his pencil with me, our eyes locked...and the rest is history. A long and interesting part time career in a peace time army ensued and I rose to the rank of Major in the legal services. A move to Singapore in 2000 ended both our military careers. However the shared interest in the military and military history in particular continued and in Singapore we retraced the events leading to the fall of Singapore in 1942 and have gone on to explore battlefields in America and England. In 2005, we finally made it to Belgium and Northern France, a trip that coincided with Anzac day on the Somme. Walking the still visible trenches and craters of the Western Front had an enormous impact on us both and sowed the seeds of GATHER THE BONES.